inspirational
Inspirational poetry is just the thing to lift your spirits or rejuvenate your creativity.
My Color.
My COLOR is Everchanging. My color knows no limits. From the lightest of yellows to the darkest of blacks I am built from the palette of a masterpiece. I see red when my color is questioned... I feel blue when my color is neglected, but then comes green when my color is respected. I take pride in my color. Will never let them divide our colors for orange is my sister as much as pink is my brother. I am a child of this World, the ultimate artist. The brown dirt starts my journey as the brown dirt departs us. My color grows as tall as the leaf green branches of redwood trees into the blue sky of white clouds with black space just an inch out of reach. As the rain bows to me, I respectfully do the same. Both of us a much needed piece in this colorful game.
By Akkaraj AK5 years ago in Poets
