The One True Light

By V. Sai Snigdha Sathwika

All I could ever ask for was a wild heart and a crazy mind

But with those features, it feels more like I’m falling behind.

Mundane lives on every lane

Mundane wives on every plane

It’s making me go insane.

All I see is black and white

There is no more room for colourful light

Everyone is dealing with their own plight.

There are no more yellows or blues or greens,

All you can be is either dirty or clean.

It feels like no one has a choice

But to follow others with poise.

But how can you ever make an impression

Without asking a good question.

By V. Sai Snigdha Sathwika