Hues of Life

I was told that life played its tunes in enchanting colours

I aimed to be draped in many – I was not lucky like the others

I chose all black and then some specks of whites

Always in love with sombre, starless night skies, never a lover of starry nights

I am the only star in the arms of my night skies

With a wish to twinkle alone, even if it is dim like a weary firefly…