Colours

Began

all with something

something White

as White as

Milk would be

and as an Angel

would look

 

Blue as Sky

Blue as Sea

igniting Waters

bringing Rains

to Rain

running out

enjoying in Solitude

all Alone

 

Orange as an Orange

or Yellow

as Bees be

buzzing aloud

but temporary with silence

again to buzz a lot aloud

on going out

 

Green as a Young Leaf

enjoying Morning Dews

Dry for the rest

waiting again

for the next

Dew to fall

 

suddenly absence falls

and suddenly

 

Black! Black!

a coincidence to be

walking tall

with all frowns

a Black SunFlower

on ignoring everything else

to follow only

the setting Sun

before the Day

got any worse any more

and Darker

even more Darker

and Blacker

than Black itself

trying to find a way

a way out

towards

the Mid Southern

Ends.

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