c o p y r i g h t
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© Aneet Bindra, October 2015
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.w h i t e.
and the sterile blankness
of my world remains just as it:
impassive, pragmatic,
and ever so pristine.
i was taught to hide
behind the blinding
flashes of my dazzling smile.
i was taught to project
pure w h i t e
and nothing else.
because i could only be
p e r f e c t
and nothing else.
but now,
a rebellion rises
within me.
a rekindled flame
seeks to outshine
the blank
canvases that
we all are.
i don't want to just
remain spotless.
i don't want to
remain flawless.
so maybe,
i'll splatter some
w a t e r c o l o u r
onto my fading papyrus.
maybe, just maybe,
it's time to shine my
white light through
a p r i s m--
i'll be waiting for the
s p e c t r u m
on the other side.
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