THE BLACK PAPER

I can see
Every colour
On this black paper
Which has a void in between

this sight gives birth to
A new different colour
And all the things I cannot see
I inhale again
And wish this black paper
Will paint the colour of rain.

Are these words enough?
Or I should put my verbosity
To describe each colour
My eyes can see
On this black paper
Which has a void in between.

Preksha Dixit 🌸