I think I saw someone
Staring at something
Pitch black
No sun
No moon
Just black
And I think
It had a magnet behind it
A vacuum you'd say
It's soul
Dragging you in
Now, I wonder
What it is
Is it something?
Or just nothing?
Have I just wasted my time
Thinking of nothing
Or was it really nothing at all?
like I said
It's soul
Has a dragging force
And so when I blinked
It became white
As if a magnet that attracts the opposite
It was White as snow
Pure
Soft as the baby's skin
And when I blinked again
There was yellow
Bright
Shining
Glowing as the sun above
Beautiful
Yet they envy
Another blink
There was violet
It smelled of lavender
Blooming In the countryside
But look closer
It had shades of blue, black, violet
A galaxy if I'd lie
but truth is?
Look again
Isn't it the same
As the color
Visible on your skin?
What?
You can't see it?
Or is it that you don't want to?
Blink again
And drips of red
Kept oozing
Falling
Like the smooth flow
Of your water
To the valleys of your face
Damp
Now close your eyes
What do you see?
Nothing
Right?
It's funny how closed eyes
You painted that black canvas
Yes you
You're the one I was looking at
It's funny how you did not notice
The hue percolating from your fingertips
Falling
Dripping
How you thought that that something
Was just nothing all
How you thought
What you thought
How you made an abstract painting
And still be proud of it
When praises were coming
Even though at the very first
It was nothing
