Museo Ng Manunulat

White: The Colour of Depressed

If you would ask me
"What is the colour of joy?"
I would proudly say, "Red!"
A burning, forest fire
coming from a single sunshine
like a smile. Easily spreading
out onto the vast
life. As if joy is the only
rule in the world.
Joy is red, like how we
see the colour in the
Darkness: it is there, but it
is just hard to see.
Red is the colour of Joy.

If you would ask me
"What is the colour of sadness?"
I'd say it is the colour yellow-
Like the colour of a banana;
but not easily removed like
the peels. A colour easily seen from
the darkest part of the world-
Easier to be seen than felt;
Easier to be felt than seen.
Yellow is the colour of sadness.

If you would ask me
"What is the colour of anger?"
Orange is the answer!
Why? Well, simply because
I hate the colour, but more importantly
because
I hate it.
A in Orange stands for Anger.

If you would ask me
"What is the colour of fear?"
I'd say it's the colour blue-
May it be sky blue, neon blue,
midnight blue, or simply cyan.
The sky is blue; I am afraid of heights.
And as midnight comes, I am afraid of blue.
Blue for fear is what I choose.

If you would ask me
"What is the colour of Love?"
I'm certain it is Violet-
Purple, for all that matters.
Why, you say? Mainly because
it is rare.
It is royal.
It is hard to see.
It is happiness and fear at the same time.
It is what the world lacks.
Love is colour violet (or purple.
For all that matters.)

If you would ask me
"What is the colour of life?"
I do not have a certain answer!
But I do know that death is wearing
Green all the time.
The same way the trees grow
Leaves.. The same way

And I know you would not ask me
But I'd care to say
White is the colour of depressed.

If you would ask me
"What is the colour of hope?"
I'd shake my head in disarray.