In your departure, my pain unfurls,
A heartbreak, how my tale swirls.
Painted with sadness on the love I laid,
A farewell in colors, you portrayed.

You painted me in color of grey and blue,
For I am a monster, but not entirely true.
The pain of being cast as the villain,
In a story that left my soul chillin'.

Yet deeper lies another pain,
Born from society's judgments, plain.
Various unkind opinions born,
Judging me of things I have not done.

But in this pain, a new beginning takes root,
Strength rising from all the dispute.
For in your leaving, a chance to reclaim,
The colors of self, to self-love, I proclaim.

Let pain be a temporary art,
A chapter of pain, not the whole book of heart.
May healing wash away all conflicts & strife,
And reveal with a newfound life.


By
Sanji-Paul Arvind