When everything around me is filled with colours.
I found my mind black and white.
White is innocent, purity, loyalty,
Meanwhile black is the opposite,
Both are the extream corners of life.
They accused me for being black and white.
They didn't know that black and white will also come under colours.
Why my mind is not in colour for them?
I saw their heart instead of their face,
I found their truth instead of their fake,
I found their depth instead of their surface,
I saw behind their coloured mask
And found the true colours of them,
That they used to hide it under a camouflage.
So, they complained I'm black and white.
I'm telling you..
The colours in your life will glow,
only when you show your true colours.
Don't hide your true self.
Spread those true colours and let them sparkle.
That's the colours of life.
Be you.L. Caroline Felicita
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Jack Pot Poems
PoetryFree Flowing descriptive words-- Earthly object, Heavenly subjects, Hell turns poetry.