Red

A conversation ensues between loneliness beaten depression and just being alone.

Coloring the stage which stands infra
A conversation ensues between blue and brown
'What is it doing, what is happening, is it here again?'
'Its lamp is luminous,' they' think 'it's daunting'
Standing aloof blue-brown boring jest

The timely drama gets intriguing as best
A curtain announcing the arrival of the play
'Why is it here again, doing what, other than to spectate'
'It' may not the director neither is 'it' the creator
But to watch, standing detached is 'its' wine and meat

Its tale here may be a boring one, they think it a lone dirge artist
But it chuckles at the sight of 'their' travail, a funny farce
'Hilarious? Turmoil and endless sweats? A laugh?' they murmured as it snickered
Its reason for the piercing smile may be unclear to some
but yet from it departure into the dark stage
its steps, vivid as the day