THE CALL FOR AN ANSWER

Tell me you’re a palette;
Where colours of choice, socialise.
Tell me you’re the brightest star,
An element of paradise.

Tell me that you did exist,
Like a day of the past.
That which again will never be;
For it long ago, ceased to last.

Tell me what I do not believe-
That thing you’re not sure about.
Costing me so many nights,
In despair and in doubt.

Rise to power and boldly shine,
Find the merriest home.
Only, if I call for an answer,
Promise me, you won’t.

-K.G.