"Plain Me"

I the plain paper
Put an abstract in your mind,
Scratch and fumble on me
You might land up finding yourself in me
Some lines careless, would speak about me
Some dotted gesture would stop you
And the crossed line would revitalize
And the relation divine
Between you and me
The shades of life
Like a colorful strife
Bright sunny day
The wet rainy night
Like the blossom
And the shedding leaves
The morning dew
Put the words on me
You might find you in me.......

- Nikhil ©