The Pigments

While checking the papers, there were some extra pigments

It was not about glancing through the words, but also reading them with intent

Carefully, the other hues appear magically

Travelling through another dimension of my existence

Here, my reality is, but there, my reality was- the memories retained the colours

Feeling exposed! As if the entire world has transformed into a glass orb

Bright lights focus on the papers, the pigments absorb the sentiments

Cannot stop the chemical reactions that occur naturally

Forgotten tea, as cold as the insipid stream of feelings

The cup looks like a grouchy character from a comic book

Still playing with the papers and deliberating on the stories

Dried dyes demarcate the world that was forgotten a long time ago

~Amitav