#colours

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  • just_eesha 1d

    Rainbows remind me how beautiful
    colours of life are.

    © Eesha

  • just_eesha 2d

    In colours, I have found
    the true essence of life.

    © Eesha

  • sugandhswani_ 5d

    The Void

    There is a void, deep inside us somewhere,
    Hidden in the corners under webs of emotions,
    That keeps gathering the dust of feelings mixed,
    That are sometimes surprises, sometimes chosen.

    The void is dark, and is rather subdued,
    But surfaces and expands from time to time,
    Swallowing the heart that forgets to love,
    Itself or others, getting thicker with grime.

    And we feel that someone or something we want,
    Will fill it with colour, the void inside,
    Conquer the darkness with a certain gesture,
    And water the soul that is parched in pride.

    But you sweet little fool, did you forget?
    That no one but you are the master of you.
    And of all your heart and feelings and this void,
    You hold your key, or the key is you!

    Today it is someone and tomorrow someone new,
    That you feel does hold the elixir for your heart,
    To free it of pain and the shackles of that void,
    But know this darling, they play no part.

    So, grieve and feel the burden of the void,
    But then pick up the tints and tones you like,
    Paint yourself, that ache, let it hue down,
    And savour the taste of the peace that strikes.

    26th February 2021
    ©sugandhswani_

  • petrichor_tales 1w

    Is this random when I say that I know you?

    [TRIGGER WARNING]

    I know how you've stayed shocked to the point no tears came out of your eyes and you questioned your humanity

    I know how momentarily lose sense of yourself and start breathing way too fast
    and the world seems too much to bear for your lungs

    I know how you stopped telling people your name fearing they'd recognise you as that weird kid around there

    I know how some people thought you were too much to be among them. About how they left you out just because they felt taking you in might hurt their social statuses.. society.. you scoffed

    I know how you cry after years, you just can't stop and end up laughing in between thinking how messed up everything has to be at that moment

    I know how you panic all of a sudden and you can't stop, you can't stop the worst imaginations taking over your mind

    Breathe.. this is where I ask you to do the very thing you hate

    I know you. I am me, you and us, what matters is that we know each other. What are we really if we can't be overwhelmed by our minds.. you don't have to blame yourself for it.. I'd ask you to blame me.. I have seen you suffer but chose to ignore you when you were near. I'm afraid but so were you. I'm ruined but so are you. I am you. But then why do our colours matter. Why do our shapes matter. Why do our sizes matter. Lumped together.. I am you!
    ©petrichor_tales

    #colours #darkernightsinpetrichor

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    ©petrichor_tales

  • vox_de_incendio 1w

    வான்காவியம்
    ....


    மறைந்து நோக்கிய வெய்யோனை கண்டுகொண்ட தூரலான அணங்கவள் நாணித் தீட்டிய பொண்ணோவியமோ???

    ©vox_de_incendio

  • nishal45 1w

    I didn't choose to be colourblind

    When we remember our childhood,
    We see rainbow as its colour,
    Everything was so bright
    That it would now blind us hollow

    We were so pure and so kind,
    So subtle, so sublime,
    Ledger white as snow,
    We were like homes with full of wind chimes.

    I remember my childhood as green as nature,
    Red was my spirit,
    Mind calm as blue sea,
    Hope brighter than a yellow kindred spirit

    The laughter we had was our purple luxury,
    Cheeks were almost like peach,
    I dearly miss all those orange days,
    Before the gray adulthood came to teach

    Days long gone when we said our unknown last goodbyes,
    Now all there is constant smokey dysphoria circumvallate,
    Those colours either turned to dust or dried,
    Now I'm just an artist with only black in his palette.
    ©nishal45

  • thepoojaakarthik 3w

    Searching for Rainbows never work, instead create for Rainbows :) ��

    #mirakee #writersnetwork #readwriteunite #writersbay #poetry #rainbow #colours #vibrant

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    ~• The Journey of turning Black Rainbow into Vibrant ones •~

    Today, my rainbows turned black,
    I don't know why it had happened,
    I tried painting them with bright hues,
    But I wonder why do they don't turn back to their colour,
    I am hopeless now.

    In the corner of my room,
    Awaiting for spring I am laid down,
    Sobbing, Weeping, Lamenting I was,
    I wish spring meets me soon, so I'll be able to
    turn my black rainbows into bright ones.

    I remember the days when,
    "R E D" wasn't just a colour,
    But a stain on every women's dress,
    Reminding me, pain is also beautiful,
    though it comes with a chaos.

    and the "O R A N G E" tint,
    blends yellow and red and creates sunshine,
    giving me hope that I could still,
    stay alive and paint happiness,
    even after all the storms I have crossed.

    "Y E L L O W" colour brings happiness
    in our lives, my mom used to say,
    And maybe that's why she always,
    prepares food with a spoon of happiness,
    and a pinch of sunshine, to make my tummy full.

    Where do you find peace for yourself
    amidst all the chaos existing? People asked.
    You know why I love "G R E E N" color,
    Because they make me create peace within myself,
    Instead of going in search of Peace. I replied.

    My dad always used to say,
    Reach for the sky, Reach for the Sky,
    I wonder why he always reminded me of it,
    But today "B L U E" taught me that Sky is the only
    roof, you need to aim for.

    Once my best friends gifted me a
    artificial bouquet of "I N D I G O" flowers,
    Everytime when I see it, I smile unknowingly,
    And maybe that's why she gave it to me,
    Reminding me to smile instead of grieving.

    Those "V I O L E T" coloured flowers
    In my garden, I water them daily because
    they are my favourite, Violets energises me,
    after wilts I face, I bloom each day
    Even if it's not Spring season.


    • And now this vivid colours of Rainbow, taught me not to sob or weep for black rainbows , but create one vibrant rainbows all by myself rainbows all by myself •

    ©POOJAA

  • unspokenpen1927 3w

    #mirakee @writersnetwork #love #rose #colours #roseday

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    He gave me the rose of his adoration
    Than it doesn't matter to me
    The rose colour is shade of blood
    Or a shade of charcoal
    ©unspokenpen1927

  • upps0717 3w

    Show me your true colours

    ©upps0717

  • charmyshanishchara 4w

    Colours!!

    When i was a child I was linking different colours at different age..
    Like when I was very little I was liking red,then I became little elder and I started liking pink then I started liking purple..when I came in 9-10 I started liking blue colour..
    actually at certain age there were some colours..which i wasn't liking..like parrot green,brown..those colours didn't had any value in my eyes at that age..
    then it started turning into sky blue..then when I came in 12-15 I started liking orange colour..I liked it for so long..and then when I was ~16-17 I didn't had any favourite colour..every colour seemed same to me..then slowly slowly I started liking every colour!!
    Now I like every colour..may be now I know the importance of every colour..may be now I know that every colour is beautiful in its own way!! May be now I know that every greens,reds,blues,pinks,purples,browns,blacks and whites has its own value!!
    They all are love altogether!!
    ©charmyshanishchara

  • shivangij 5w

    Given in the contest, please like and share in the given link: https://quepinch.com/story/-7467d5e?qtid=Y3B5

    P.S. ~ title was to long so exact title is also below

    Full poem below:

    हर रंग हमारेअपने है


    चाहे किसानों की मेहनत हो
    चाहे वह खनिकों की मेहनत हो,

    चाहे वह गृहणियों का काम हो
    चाहे वह हमारे सैनिक देशभक्ति का काम हो;

    चाहे वह मजदूर हो कभी न खत्म होने वाला काम
    चाहे वह कोरोना का काम करने वाले डॉक्टर हों,

    चाहे वह वैक्सीन बनाने वाले वैज्ञानिक हों
    चाहे वह आम लोगों का डेस्क वर्क हो;

    चाहे वह सामाजिक कार्यकर्ता हमारी मदद करें
    चाहे वह हमें कोरोना नियामकों के रूप में देखने के लिए पुलिस हो;

    चाहे वह प्रवासी कामगार हों, जिन्हें किसी भी समय काम की जरूरत हो
    चाहे वह महामारी के समय में आपके विकास के लिए काम करने वाली सरकार हो ,

    चाहे वह हर हाल में स्ट्रीट में वेंडर हो
    चाहे वह हमारी रोजमर्रा की जरूरतों के लिए दुकानदार हों।

    यह मेरा भारत है जहां हर व्यक्ति काम करता है ,
    कड़ी मेहनत के रंगों के कुछ प्रकार के साथ।
    #patriotic #colours #india #people #writer #please #makeme #win #contest @mirakee_assistant @mirakee

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    रंग हमारे अपने

    चाहे किसानों की मेहनत हो
    चाहे वह खनिकों की मेहनत हो,

    चाहे वह गृहणियों का काम हो
    चाहे वह हमारे सैनिक देशभक्ति का काम हो;

    चाहे वह मजदूर हो कभी न खत्म होने वाला काम
    चाहे वह कोरोना का काम करने वाले डॉक्टर हों,

    चाहे वह वैक्सीन बनाने वाले वैज्ञानिक हों
    चाहे वह आम लोगों का डेस्क वर्क हो;

    चाहे वह सामाजिक कार्यकर्ता हमारी मदद करें
    चाहे वह हमें कोरोना नियामकों के रूप में देखने के लिए पुलिस हो;

    चाहे वह प्रवासी कामगार हों, जिन्हें किसी भी समय काम की जरूरत हो
    चाहे वह महामारी के समय में आपके विकास के लिए काम करने वाली सरकार हो ,

    चाहे वह हर हाल में स्ट्रीट में वेंडर हो
    चाहे वह हमारी रोजमर्रा की जरूरतों के लिए दुकानदार हों।

    यह मेरा भारत है जहां हर व्यक्ति काम करता है ,
    कड़ी मेहनत के रंगों के कुछ प्रकार के साथ।
    ©shivangij

  • thepoojaakarthik 5w

    I would paint
    the sky with
    Dark hues
    just like a
    women's dream,
    that comes with
    more hurdles
    in between.

    I would paint
    the walls of
    my h o m e
    with those
    pastel shades,
    Which makes
    me vivid, and
    gives me power.

    I would paint
    the roads I cross
    with blue palette
    marking the
    serenity of my
    life.

    I would paint
    my dreams with
    mauve shade,
    that inspires
    & motivates me.

    I would paint
    the life with
    yellow tint,
    symbolising the
    sunshine, that
    always leaves me
    with happiness.

    - Poojaa ��
    ...
    #mirakee #writersnetwork #readwriteunite #writersbay #poetry #paint #colours #musings

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    I would paint ~
    caption •


    ©POOJAA

  • driftersoul 7w

    I see myself in colours
    Mostly hues of blue
    But there’s yellows and reds and
    Bright vibrant pinks
    Merging between
    Them warm cozy greens

    I see myself in colour
    And I describe the layers
    Of shades and shadows-
    I write them down with
    Arrows and annotations
    I mark them in bold blacks
    So they don’t ever go unnoticed

    I hope

    I think

    I believe


    -words from an messy art studio

  • juveenee_black 7w

    I love you

    I love you..
    Even the darkest parts of you
    Even scar
    Every wound
    Ever imperfection
    I love you
    You think you might be too damaged to be happy..But we can choose to be happy differently my love
    You can chose to love me...the way that I love you
    ©juveenee_black

  • words_of_poojac 7w

    A letter to lover whom I met at wrong time.

    Dear Lover,

    I know we met at the wrong time
    Maybe we will not be together in our destiny
    Maybe our paths will be different
    I always chose my dreams over you
    And I don't have any guilt for it
    Maybe I made some connections with you
    Maybe in those moments, you were the sunshine for me
    Maybe you were the colours in my life.

    But I'll keep myself for the one who's truly mine
    I'm not saying you didn't deserve me
    But love is not the only thing I want to admire
    It doesn't mean I didn't feel love for you,
    But there will the possibility of me not loving you forever.

    And as I learnt in YJHD,
    "Kahi pohochne ke liye kahi se niklna bohot jaroori hain" and that's why I left.
    But I'll remember your shadow and try to find it in my future soulmate.

  • gutzwvw 7w

    Colours Collide

    Curiously, I questioned a rainbow.
    Colours confuse my retina.
    Pigments of skin are a fracture to the brain.
    Still images are a blessing.
    For then I can think thoughtfully.
    About what to write for you.
    ©gutzwvw

  • lasolsu 8w

    January 8th, 2021.
    By me.

    #love #poetry #spring #colours

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    They Say

    My favourite season is Spring,
    Flowers bloom and
    Birds sing.
    Evenings are longer than before.
    Although in Summer,
    They last a bit more.

    Yet, when we are together,
    There is no night,
    Long enough
    To hold you tight.
    And it is rough
    When I see the sunlight,

    Because I realize,
    “We should be nothing”
    For our eyes
    To keep on shining.
    And although you tell me
    “Those are all lies”.

    We both know that the only way,
    Never to be a memory from the past,
    Is to be away.
    Because nothing lasts
    forever, they say.

    @lasolsu

  • uttkarsh_15 8w

    Colours of Life

    Life is full of colours
    And they speak too ,
    In the language of variants,
    Which they hold for you as clues,
    Yellow light of sun is a light of hope,
    Light of Endless booming energies,
    Green Lands signifies the life itself,
    How the eco life exists , survives and emerges,
    Black night signifies the times of mystery ,
    The time when the imagination runs so far,
    The sky with the So much beautiful Patterns,
    Formed with Constellations of ever shining stars,
    The sky blue dawn when the stars start disappearing,
    And the sky too open it's eyes from the dark,
    It's the time when the cosmo bodies say good bye,
    And we are back to the earthly morning mark
    ©uttkarsh_15

  • medusas_child 8w

    What am i?

    I am the yellowest of suns
    Yet I am more sunshines and sunups than that,
    I burn the brightest of flames in your eyes.
    What am i?
    I'll give you another clue,
    I'm rich and gawdy,
    I stream in sunflowers remains
    My throne sparkles in your reign.
    I'm not yellow
    I'm not always sunny filled with roses.
    I'm not orange.
    Poke me and I laugh.
    I am bold
    I am special.
    I am GOLD

  • mooney2201 9w

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    How you blaze mirth,
    O amber sunflower,
    Upon thy austere orb,
    Recouping it's dearth.

    Blossoming eastward,
    Owing to the sunlight,
    And sleeping westward,
    Bestowing an elfin night.

    Ever so fathomless,
    Thy beauty remains,
    As if a guerdon,
    Along the prairie lanes.

    Art thou blasé with time,
    Weary cortège of sun?
    Seeking the golden milieu,
    All across Blenheim.

    O amber Sunflower,
    Cometh the subfusc sky,
    Shall we part,
    For ours is the love only for the summer hour.x

    ©mooney2201

    @writersnetwork @mirakee @fairytales_ @umer__ @hafeezhmha @odysseus

    #ode #sunflower #farewell #winter #mirakee #beauty #pod #poetry #writerscommunity #poetichues #nature #colours

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    Ode To My Amber Love

    “And the yellow sunflower by the brook, in autumn beauty stood.” 
    ~ William Cullen Bryant



    ©mooney2201