Colors of the Day


Allow it to flow and form your rainbow.
My color of pain is a dark blue of:
The nights spent alone consoling myself about a shining tomorrow;
The bruises covering my sensitive skin;
And the shadow of the man who shredded my heart into tiny pieces and went by.
Blue by defeats in wars I haven't chosen to take. Blue by oceans that I shall navigate.

But what a single color can do in the presence of all the other shades forming my days in artistic ways?

Black is my morning coffee, sipped with a resting face,
Pink is all above the sky along duty way,
Green is my afternoon tea to balance responsibility with tranquility,
Red lipstick for the evening spent embracing the blues.

Isn't it Sublime!
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