The Soul is Not a Single Color

The Soul in Not a Single Color

The soul is not a single color, but a spectrum of emotions.

It is the feeling of freedom, of despair; it is the good, the bad, and the inbetween.

It is the rainbow of our heart but full of a nothingness we cannot comprehend.


Red - a burning passion to experience all that life has to give and the anger that clouds our mind and makes our eyes burn with fire.


Orange - the fear that grips your heart, taking away your control, and the bravery it takes to stand up to yourself.


Yellow - the self assurance that says you deserve more and the insecurity that tells you that you are worth nothing.


Green - a kindness towards humanity that wants to give and give, and the naivety that takes everything else away.


Blue - a patience that gives you the omnipotence to watch the world around you and the stubbornness that keeps you from moving on and facing the future.


Purple - the strength to face a cruel yet beautiful existence and a weakness to the society that destroys you from the inside.


Pink - the love we feel towards those closest to us and the heartbreak that leave you aching when they leave.


The soul is not a single color, but a mix of hues and shades.

No one soul is truly good or truly bad.

We are all a mix; we are a mix of good and bad, dark and light.

The soul is not a single color and we are not a single choice.


This poem is about: 
Our world



Dope use of a metaphorical comparison between the soul and emotions being colors.

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