We dress the bright colors of
happiness and excitement,
but the mirror of reality never lies
it reflects the shades frustration and agony,
but we never accept this theory

We walk around the world
with dark glasses on our eyes, and
assume that the color of the world is
what we see through glasses,
but the world is the reflection of our thoughts

When we wipe-out invisible layers
of dust from our thoughts,
we would encounter mines of avarice and
selfishness, and a disturbing blend
of violence and eroticism