A Rainbow of colors, and all of the hues,
Are all part of love, that entwine and infuse,
All added together, they make a pure white,
A love so divine, like the brightest of light.
Love that is lost, makes us feel blue,
When there is jealousy, the green will show through.
Love turned to anger, makes us red,
When love is golden, it lightens the head.
When love is joyful, we are tickled pink,
When it turns brown, it really can stink,
To hide one's love, may be labelled as yellow,
Others may see it, as love gone mellow.
When it is violet, love's turned aggressive,
By people obsessive, or very possessive,
Orange means happy, love's going well,
Smiles on our face, and our hearts swell.
When love is washed out, all looks so grey,
Like sombre skies, on solid winters day.
When all love is gone, and never coming back,
There is no colour, and the soul turns black.
BINABASA MO ANG
Spoken Word Poetry ( Completed )
PoesieAng mga tulang aking sinulat ay para sa mga taong nagmahal nasaktan umaasa pagkaakaibigan at pamilya
