A Hundred Shades in Between

well, its not a story but a poem. The narrative is basically about the contrasts in Life, portrayed through colours.

 

Black,

Ebony skin sparkling under the studio lights-

Perfect shot.

Black,

Blindfolded in an enemy territory-

Trapped; nowhere to go.

Brown,

Chocolate icing on the cake,

Perfect recipe.

Brown,

Quicksand overpowering your struggle to escape,

Last gasp of breath.

Red,

Love: that feeling when everything else is a blur.

Seventh Heaven.

Red,

Blood strewn streets after a mob riot-

Snap back to reality.

yellow,

Blossoming of flowers, the smell of happiness;

Spring fever.

Yellow,

Bedridden; Pale- drained of health and consciousness,

Last stage of cancer.

Pink,

A new born child's first cry,

Innocence in its truest form.

Pink,

The look of the Ice Queen-

Arrogance epitomised.

Blue,

Calm, endless stretch with no creases,

Californian sky.

Blue,

Nothing turns out the way its supposed to:

Peak of frustration.

Green,

Jersey cows grazing on Alpine meadows,

Picture perfect.

Green,

The emotion that lashes out the beast in man-

Jealousy.

Grey,

Cobbled streets winding through a Roman village,

Old age charm.

Grey,

Stormy petulance of the sea; the lashing of waves-

A ship of peril.

White,

Unstained and unmarked by the violence on earth.

The colour of Peace.

White,

The crematorium: Lifeless under the shroud.

The End.

Life,

Full of contrasts-

Black, White and a Hundred shades in between.

 

                               -Iskra.

The End

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