Colours
blacks, whites, greens and blues,
colours af sadness, colours of gloom.
they are so inexplicable,
yet are avoided
colours of joy, reds, pinks and yellows,
they are so bold and yet so mellow.
orange respected, black dejected,
red accepted, why is it so?
that colours can change expressions of a place,
moods of the soul, reactions on the face.
the lightness of a yellow,
the depth of a blue.
colours we can see through.
solemnity of a white,
blackness of the night,
all change our lives so often,
some colours harden, some soften.
the richness of a shade,
depends on not how it is made,
but how is it looked upon.
colours af sadness, colours of gloom.
they are so inexplicable,
yet are avoided
colours of joy, reds, pinks and yellows,
they are so bold and yet so mellow.
orange respected, black dejected,
red accepted, why is it so?
that colours can change expressions of a place,
moods of the soul, reactions on the face.
the lightness of a yellow,
the depth of a blue.
colours we can see through.
solemnity of a white,
blackness of the night,
all change our lives so often,
some colours harden, some soften.
the richness of a shade,
depends on not how it is made,
but how is it looked upon.
2 Comments:
hey its an awesome poem....i am waitin for ur book now.
depends on not how it is made,
but how is it looked upon.
You,ve hit the nail on the head..that's applicable to everything in life..everything
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