Yesterday evening,
Strolling through my garden,
I looked at the sky,
And started liking Gray!
When I was a child,
My favorite color was Yellow!
Bright and shining,
Laughing and shouting,
Yellow filled my life!!
My evenings were Yellow!
The more I look back,
Entire days turn Yellow!!
Warm nostalgia
Running in Eastman Color!!
Then came Blue!
Everyone around me
Also liked Blue!
So never had to explain,
Why I liked Blue!!
Blue was not happy!
But Blue felt safe!!
My evenings became Blue,
As I stared at the sky!!
Blue had a million shades,
Which worked well for me!
I was a hundred Blues,
But every shade was Blue!!
Peace was Light Blue!
Storms were Dark Blue!!
Ginghams were professional Blue!
Denims were casual Blue!!
One fine day,
Just like that,
I stopped liking Blue!
Now I like Gray!
My evenings are Gray!!
I like the moment
Just before the Dark!!
Gray gives me range!
One day could be White!
And another day Black!!
Blue was an addiction!
Gray is my rehabilitation!!
Gray is difficult!
No one likes Gray!!
But Gray gives me freedom!
I owe no one a reason!!
One day,
My evening will turn Black!
But before it does,
I will find Yellow again!!