Exiled Color [..Narayanganj, Bangladesh..]

Once I was the master of all colors.

I was...

The color of a stainless Heart.

The hue of Honesty and Holiness,

 

But now I'm exiled.

Exiled by the dominance of Black...

The Black of corruption and disloyality,

The Black of sin and slander.

 

The hue of mine is bright.

That's why darkness covers me so easily.

 

The Typical Autumn of Bangladesh. The vast forest of "Kaash" flowers, and a clear blue sky with white patches of clouds. Autumn is nowhere so beautiful.

 

Narayangonj, Bangladesh.

Done