Colour is a dimension of our souls


Red is a vivid glow of spirit

Flame is a roar of madness

Orange is an exotic fruit

Gold is a mane of majesty

Yellow is a cheerful giggle

Chartreuse is a tang of flavour

Green is a fresh breeze of gratitude

Turquoise is a tranquil peace

Blue is a moan of misery

Twilight is a cloak of royalty

Indigo is a solemn waltz

Violet is a selfish affectation


Black is a hole of oblivion

Grey is a boding misfortune

Silver is a deceiving mirage

White is a blank page


A page who yearns to be filled

With the colours of our lives.

The End

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