Madness

Priority thought of option;

Once.

Just once again…

And again

Until the spark lit the hay…

The ashes greyed my life.

If living is an option,

Love is priority…

If love is an option,

Living is priority

Till the end

When the reminiscing mind is rotten.

To be in love is surreal

And I live in that surreal madness…

Ruminating on colours.

And I fell in love with this madness.

Now,

The colours hurtled each other,

And it became a dark grey...

The question still unanswered:

Priority or option?