In the crowd of the knowns, When crowned, Most of the most-knowns Turn damn unknown From within; Only the camera zooms In the eyeless zone To reveal their true identity...
In the crowd of the unknowns If vibes work, Most of the least-unknowns Turn a better known Treasured within;
Friendliness keeps growing In the heartful bower With a beautiful rainbow Of appeasing hues...
Time colours and discolours
Both the truth and the falsehood-
Some memories
To be cherished forever;
Some have to fade into oblivion..