Kaleidoscope
By Romi Dey
Those colours, could they fade ever?
The broken pieces of glasses,
Meticulously crafted,
Just like,
A broken yet perfect life.
It’s the magic of illusion,
Delusion, in the name of fate.
Still when you look through it,
You see life, at the end of the tunnel.
In the name of, Kaleidoscope.
By Romi Dey

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