Just as an inventor of white

Just as an inventor of 'white,'

See ourselves brushing our teeth,

Being mindful that 'white' is with our every bite.

When toothbrush polishes our teeth,

we already cherish with 'white' in our life.

When we have something to write,

And we want to put any word on paper,

Slowly and gently open your eyes, it is all

'white.'

We may write down with the ink of different colour,

But the words are to be embedded on the paper of 'white!

When rain pours down the still dark sky,

The showers look like white drops, they are dense clouds probably.

Imagine, next day, sunlight coming through window,

And I open the door to look up,

Feeling happy to see the white clouds -

floating in a row.

When a tiny white flower holds a drop of dew-

It looks like a diamond and it resembles like true.

My hunt for nature's white is on,

For the 'white' which is unique or apparently common!

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Soma Bose is a political science graduate from Kolkata University, currently living in Pune. She loves to read and write English stories. A few of her self written micro fictional stories have been published in the Scottish online journal, Friday Flash Fiction, as well as poems also. Some have been published in the New-Zealand based journal, Flash-Frontier. Currently she is active in writing for India's Bangalore-based online journal named Indus Woman Writing.