Third Eye

 Third Eye

Life how I see it

Half empty or half full!

Waiting for fullness

Or already overflowing?

Do I love the sweet addiction of incompleteness?

I see the blank canvas of life

Waiting for black, blue , red, gray shades

Or it is just dream, a mirage

Dream of addiction to incompleteness

Life is already incompletely complete

Canvas already filled with gray shades

Whispering , open your third eye dear, you are wholesome