What colour is life?

What colour is glass ?

We can see through it
As it’s transparent.
It never hides anything
It’s as colourless as truth.

What colour is tear ?

The sorrow from the weeping heart
Trickles down the eyes.
It never fakes nor it’s imposed .
It’s , sometimes, the enthralling joy
That knows not it’s boundaries.
It’s as colourless as emotions.

What colour is water ?

It fall from the sky and relive the thirstiest
It flows from the glaciers whose heart melts in salvation.
It holds life ,. it’s everywhere , both in dead and alive .
It’s as colourless as soul.

What colour is air ?

It’s the breath that keeps us alive ?
It blows from the mountains and jungles
And keep the world green and merry ?
It carries clouds and rains from place to place ?
It blows in flutes and sing the song of romance ?
Its as colourless as love .

What colour is life ?

Life is nothing without soul.
It’s meaningless without emotions and love .
Life is as beautiful as truth .

Still it’s not colourless. Is it ?

Then what does make life colourful ?

This Post Has 3 Comments

  1. Colour is our Imagination.

    1. Yeah….Colourful imagination .

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Hitherto known as the "Tissue Paper Poet" and credited many a times with initiating the same genre of poetry I, contemplated of writing this blog where I could inter-alia, endeavour to write my random thoughts and publish that of others. The blog will contain subjects of myriad hues ranging from poetry & travelogues to sundry incidents. Being a 'bookaholic' I would like to tell you about the books I read and the authors I meet across the corners which will quench your thirst for literary entertainment and will impart a certain cachet to your intellectuality. Read More...
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