a world without colours
a world without colours,
where traffic lights lose their purpose,
where cupcakes lose their tastes,
where flowers lose their charms,
where rainbows lose their beauty.
a world without colours,
even the sun loses her warmth,
the rain loses his sadness,
people lose their smiles,
and i lose my pain.
a world without colours
is where agony does not exist,
and where ecstasy is nowhere to be seen.
we no longer suffer,
nor do we know about happiness.
a world without colours,
do you exist?
invade my dreams, then i'll know
if i'd rather lose my pain
or keep my happiness.
colours
or colourless?
paint me
or drain me?
YOU ARE READING
youth
Poetrywe grab onto our youth but we never can keep it from slipping away from our fingers.
