By Parul Sharma
Her favorite colour was once red,
Primary colour red,
Unmixed unadulterated,
Authentic, vibrant, passionate, oozing with life.
Mingled as she with the world,
Red's shade began to fade,
Darkness of the world revealed with time,
Mixed in red, the black sly,
Tears diluted arduous smiles,
Weary of deception her pale eyes,
Jaded some more with rusty lies,
Her favorite colour was once red
But she is often seen wearing brown these days