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You

By Dhivya Rajan




What makes you, “you”?

What shade is your inner hue?

Your portrait all shades right,

But your canvas stark white.


Is it the way you tread,

In that unlikely red?

Or is it the way you look away,

Just before that day’s replay?


I tried to put together the pieces,

With one piece at recess,

That one piece didn’t make sense,

Under all those colors, a mess.


By Dhivya Rajan



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