story of gray
by: Haresh Daswani

midway in life,
with life of no extremes,
devoid of color,
of joy,
of sadness...

crossing midway,
in a shallow stream,
with mild noise,
of liquid traffic...

history was never made,
history was never witnessed,
only heard...

he was never seen,
or heard,
silence is his life...

on the stream he sees nothing,
nothing in him,
nothing of him...

life void of extremes,
he was dead all along...