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Blue was the colour of the season.
A long aftermath of dooms day.
Lightning had struck a dream.
Thunder still echoed in it’s wake.
 
The world seen through tinted glasses ,
floated aimlessly in dark shadows.
Everything was in shades of
black blue and grey.
 
One morning, eyes fluttered open
to the window agape.
Gentle wind blew 
the curtain astray.
 
A rainbow large and magnificent 
Peeked out between the clouds
that looked like candy floss. 
Threw out streaks of white effervescence.
 
As the iris enlarged to take in the sight,
In a moment the season of blue passed
and palettes of colours revived.
A deep red heart, a white dove,
green trees and an orange sky.
 
A new dream took a moment to build.
The season of gloom had lived it’s course
Bloom had to replace the blue
The tinted glasses had to come off some day.
 
~Seems~
 
1st Sep 2013
 (C) Seems Shenoy. Life & success coach. Bangalore, India.
 
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