All the colours in a paint palette
I am a child, that is my rainbow
I don't know no gay, no straight
My innocence will forever glowThat's a flag soaring high in sky
All those colours belong to me!
Oh people! Who taught you so?
Shades are gay? No they're free!Do not snatch the pleasant hues
I do not care for straight or gay
I am a kid, they're my innocence
So take your faulty fights away!And leave me cheerful in purity
In a web of lovely imaginations
You are adults! You won't know
Colours 'n' a child's fascinationsAuthor's Notes
This poem was written a long time ago in the comment section of Amisha_a 's book "Poetry Challenge". I participated in the Challenge 3 and this poem won the third place in that challenge. Today, I decided to share it with you all. I added a stanza and made slight changes to the rest of them to balance the metre of poem. The meaning of the poem remains the same.
We were given a picture of a rainbow coloured flag and we were supposed to write a poem about it. Surprisingly, everyone wrote poems about LGBT community and it pained me to see how such a pretty thing as rainbow colours was nothing but a symbol now? I don't know the history of how it became symbolic but it hurts to know that if someone doesn't even know about 'gay' etc and he carries this flag, people will automatically term or perceive him as one of the community. Why?? We need to transcend from such restrictions and confinements because colours are FREE and they belong to EVERYONE. I don't intend to hurt anyone but I would really like if we expand the scope of our thoughts instead of confining universal things like colours to one concept. Thankyou. :')♥♡
Much Love xX
Hazel *-*
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