Grey and dark grey
Sometimes, the world will turn another shade of grey
how grey are the ambitions
in a grey scale?
Will strive for glory
and recognition of efforts to gain some edge,
when a few glorious minds and bodies
demonstrate their inherited or achieved exaltation,
when they show-off and there is a show-down;
the desires will reach an agitated, elevated state;
the world will be in my cupped hands
will what I would feel for what
would seem like eternal burning moments
and serene desires like serene blue water
in the comfortable corner of cushions
and the fish-tank filled with blue water;
this is the world, this is what I had dreamed of
will what I would think as I will arrange pillows for a deep sleep
Sometimes, the world will turn another shade of grey
misfortunes, unfortunate events will come into play
in the mind: rising from deep within they will cover transitory
existence like the way clouds envelope the sky;
turbulent thoughts like a summer storm will destroy
some of my well-established suppositions;
soon enough I will emerge from such notions
Again and again
it’s a circle of grey shades
light to dark, dark to light
comes and goes
like cycles of business occupations;
I have no control over it
but usually act with pre-destined
methods when certain shades of greyness
take possession of me; little by little life moves on