Hi friends ….Today while cleaning drawers I found single, unused white crayon in empty box so thought of penned down its feelings.
Disclaimer- I am not sad or emotional writer, love happy stories, happy endings 😊. I like all colours including white
Through the eyes of a White Crayon
I am unique,divine & proud of my purity,
My 11 friends who were my reflection but having different identity,
Spreading colour was only our purpose,
Excited in that confined box no idea about outside world
One day door of our destiny opened by tiny fingers,
My friends were picked one by one ,
Outside giggles made me more anxious,
I left alone, waiting for my turn
My friends returned but not my reflections,
They were broken, peeled & thrashed
But all happy as their aim was fulfilled
Days passed I stood alone, sad & untouched
After many days I was suddenly picked up,
Saw my friends imprints on
papers,walls & minds
Horrified when I was thrown out of window,
took my last breath & left permanent mark on the road.
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