Member Poem

There is a void in my heart; an arrogant adamant void, that never allows me to fill it.

It’s neither black nor white, and it definitely hates colors, for some reason I can’t decide.

My favorite company, my imagination, fools my mind and tries to fill the void green.

But the adamant void, creates holes, and make the green ooze out of it as if it hates cream.

The old cherished memories, visits my heart, fools the brain, and fills the void orange.

The arrogant void, yells at those memories, asking them to never visit again.

Moments in life that wets my eyes, never fails to fool the void to fill it blue.

Yet the adamant void gains back it’s senses to never forget to flush out the bluey time.

On the days spent with ones partner, the warmth rushes into the void and fills it with pure red.

The cunning void, waits for the day to end and then vacuums itself without any threat.

Ever joyful pals, comes around to make life better, and gradually fill the void yellow.

The void being the brightest, creates a sieve underneath, thus the yellow just flows through but never fills.

Since forever , I am waiting for the day, when I will be able to tame this vicious void.

When that day arrives, I shall fill it with all the colors I could gather in my life.