COLOURFUL WORLD
Red.
Roses for that someone so special.
The slick, muddy Earth after a rain,
The sanguine tint of the essence pulsing in my veins,
My squinted eyes when I'm caught in clouds of euphoria.
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Blue.
The clear azure of the wide sky,
The allure of the deep waters and seas,
The hue of royalty and the blood of kings,
The color of my tongue after savoring candies of Rophynol.
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Green.
The beautiful gloss of Nature's garments,
Proudly donned by leaves.
Like the Lantern's Ring of power and limitlessness -
Invincible, Unstoppable - I become after milligrams of Tramadol.
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Brown.
The darkness of fertile soil,
The matte of undiluted morning coffee - raw and strong,
The guise of the sizzling Sprite I sip with such zeal.
Yes, you guessed right. Its the 'Lyn..
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Black.
My flawless African identity,
The nights without the moonlight & starry dots.
The smoky bottoms of Mama's pots.
The new face my lungs slowly chameleonize after every puff.
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They say this is a quicksand,
That I'm sinking into my doom.
They call it a chain of addictions,
Without which I can't function.
That I'd end up in the dark abyss - dysphoric & empty.
But its ironic, isn't it?
Because I'm levitating, defying gravity,
Ascending to higher realms of bliss -
An endless universe with brilliant blends of hues and shades.
This is my world - so surreal, so colorful.
King Ezenwa đź‘‘
MMXVIII