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Red

You wake up one day

With those heavy bags under your eyes

The sun has already been up for a long time

It’s noon.

 

You’re walking alone at night

Guided by the North Star in your eye

It’s been twilight for a long time

And he’s your moon.

 

You tell him moon is for lunatics

And he tells you “It’s also for a soneteer

And for the love you induce.”

And you swoon.

 

When you walk in the darkness alone

It’s him who insists to volunteer

The sense of warmth in you that he induces

Is a boon.

 

And those days you go back

With your grey sweaters and socks

And he looks at you with his twinkling eyes

And wraps you up in a cocoon.

 

And those days he makes stupid jokes

And “You’re so hopeless,” you mock

Following his laughter that’s shining bright

Now you’re the loon.

 

And as you turn your shades from black to brown

To crimson, orange, amber and white

And he just listens to you in control

Like to your soul he’s attuned.

 

It’s warmth in laughter, 

And in your bicker, and your fight

Forever enchanting like the smell of soil

In monsoon

 

Now when you wake up one day

With those heavy bags under your eyes

He looks at you like the stars that shine

Till you are the lighter shade of grey.

 

Because it’s NaPoWriMo, another Poetry Challenge based on the theme colour.
The Colour Challenge: A week of original poetry based on seven colours.

Day 7: Red.

(I’m extending the challenge by trying to tell a story through the seven colours I choose.)

I can’t believe I just finished writing a poem series that tells a story! I know that the quality of the poems aren’t that great, even to my standards, but I believe that it did convey a story. (Right?)

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And I don’t believe that love leads to a happily ever after. I’m definitely rooted for career and social life, but I think this is the way I needed to end my series, because my protagonist, in the beginning feels completely lonely and the person she manages to end up in love with is a great companion to her in my head, which is why I ended here. 

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Orange.

The calm of the midnight street enthralls you

As the orange light of the streetlight

Washes over the street in front of the window

And you look back at the new friend you have made.

 

Slowly, the love letters creep back

Their place, rightfully, into the bookshelves

And the photographs, a trope

Of your life- begins to refill

 

Everything about him fits your bill

Or that’s how you certainly like to hope

Straight in your heart the stranger dwells.

And in all the patience and love you lack

 

But now you know you wouldn’t trade

Everything you learnt the last couple of weeks though

And you know your conscience will fight

Against you being adamant too

 

And that’s when you calm down

Comfortably onto your plush bed

“I want nothing but love,” he said

And you have a heart full of it, for going around.

 

Because it’s NaPoWriMo, another Poetry Challenge based on the theme colour.
The Colour Challenge: A week of original poetry based on seven colours.

Day 6: Orange.

(I’m extending the challenge by trying to tell a story through the seven colours I choose. Don’t know if it’ll work out though.:P)

Follow me on Twitter: @WallflowerBlack


White.

You’re back to the big bad city

In your tight, comfortable sweaters

Just in time for spring, the leaves breathing

Afresh as you do, healing.

 

Your new haircut, and your bracelets

Now make you feel pretty

Ready to rise like a phoenix from the ashes

And then something in your memory flashes

 

That old love you once had,

Still beats in your heart

And how they looked on in pity

And you take a step back and remind yourself to be gritty

 

There is now a sparkle in your eyes

A determination to be better

And to start all over

From all the given goodbyes.

 

So now you look forward to the new you

In this old city you just returned to

With the same old people you left back for a while

Looking for that same old enchanting smiles.

 

Because it’s NaPoWriMo, another Poetry Challenge based on the theme colour.
The Colour Challenge: A week of original poetry based on seven colours.

Day 5: White

(I’m extending the challenge by trying to tell a story through the seven colours I choose. Don’t know if it’ll work out though.:P)

Follow me on Twitter: @WallflowerBlack