Colour Blind

I don't see the colour of your skin.

I see
the colour of your heart.

Is it dark and putrid or
is it the color of a soft and lilting tune?
Is it filled with warm tones,
or cold?
Hues of ice and snow,
or gold?

Do you give or take?
Do you love or hate?

I don't see race or faith,
I just see you-
your energy, your words, your actions.

I see you; I just simply
see you.

I once had a friend
Her beauty very rivetting,
Her eyes like the moon beam
Her nose ETHEREAL
her voice like a Serenade
She loved everything beautiful and
Mysterious
She was drawn to mystery
Her name MUNA
mine LUNA

And so we planned
Planned how we would live our lives
She wanted to be a medical doctor
To save the world
I on the other hand was not
Sure who I wanted to be.
She told me she would save the world
From pain
From strife
From evil
She was always ready
Always vibrant
Always steadfast
Always innocent
The light shined on her
And she glittered at night

But then
The Cloud gave way
And the light that paraded her beauty
Began to fade
The air that loved her vanished
And a wicked aura came
The beautiful cloud took an hiatus
And a strange eerie sky took charge
Her world began sinking in the dark
And the doors of joy shut against her
A stranger came to her
And overwhelmed her with burning darkness
He held her and dragged her
He dragged her into the night
She wanted to run
But he was too dark to be outweighed
He was too strong
Too carlous
As he took her away
Into his monstrous world
I began searching for her
But couldn't find her
I searched through the dark valley
But all amounted nothing

Muna was precious
And always smiling
She had plans
She had ambitions
She loved life
She loved God
She wanted to be loved
But this monstrous stranger
Hit her
He bit her and took away all her innocence in the most callous way
He tortured her and took her by force
All her dreams he swallowed
All her glory he vanished
Stabbing her with the knife of frustration
He became her God
And one day when she tried to run
He caught her
And burnt her with pain
Her body became his dustbin
And he was in charge

And after shattering her
After breaking her will
After destroying her zeal
After swallowing her dreams
After using her to mop the floor
He left her bare

My friend Muna
I saw her
My friend was worse than a shadow
My friend became a fleabag
My friend had been broken
Killed and buried
Even though alive
I asked my friend
Why have you become so pale?
She smiled and dropped me a note?
Which read

It was BEAUTY
MY BEAUTY
IT WAS BEAUTY THAT BETRAYED ME
The grace of my smile
The smoothness of my skin
The firmness of my *******
The sweetness within my thighs
My BEAUTY BETRAYED ME
AND SOLD ME OUT
And now I am a crushed flower
A crushed flower that will never bloom or rise again
A flower that will die slowly
All because
My beauty sold me out
I never wished to be beautiful
I never wished to be *****
BUT LIFE HAS BETRAYED ME
AND So LUNA MY FRIEND?
UNTIL WE MEET TO PART NO MORE

GOODBYE MY FRIEND.

As I dropped the note
I looked around but couldn't find her
My Friend Muna
Has gone away
For she had been crushed without measures
By a Man like you
A man just like you reading this POEM
HOW MANY MUNA'S HAVE YOU CRUSHED?

As i sit and write this sad tale, I cannot help but CURSE all Men who have crushed so many Muna's out there.....

BUT WITH TEARS IN MY EYES I ASK THIS LAST QUESTION,
CAN SOMEONE PLEASE TELL ME WHERE DID MY FRIEND GO?

Evna-Luna © 2016.

An arrow has been broken,
Without being broken,
Near the Great Walls,
Wondering how that happen?
Could it be the Great Warrior?

The broken arrow can aim still,
With its powerful strength of the,
Great
Warrior,
Which can be its own weapon.

When will the Great Warrior fix the broken arrow?
What can the Warrior do to keep the arrow alright?
Just keep its safety and strong.

Now that it is fix,
Then Great Warrior will have no more,
Broken Arrows left to use,
But to be the Great Warrior of the world.








Just keeping the arrow strong and
Fix properly.

I woke up everymorning seeing bees,
Butterflies and birds like if it is other magical kingdom or harmony kingdom inside the universe however princes
and princesses are to be crown as King
and Queen of the magical and harmony kingdom.

Wondering what will happen to the
other kingdom?
Will it be destroyed?
How can the king and the queen get its
army to stop what is happening?

Life is like the thousand stars in the sky saying that a thousand things will
happen in Life but don't worry there is
always an attitude inside you that we are keeping from getting from bottom to the top to reach what you earn today.

Life is everything that you see in life
like terrible things that will happen but
kick it from the top to the bottom.

I have a power of choices,
But what will I do?
Thinking how to get choices of yours,
Everyday in life, I see peoples with choices,
Wondering how that happen?

When u lose your power, u get your choices,
Choices made him/her something in life,
But to achieve your choices, you have to
Starting thinking about it.

Having choices of yourself is like if u have
The power of choices, to be able to handle
It of control.
I realized that the only person I can control
Is me.

Some people may have choices and you
Have later.
Choices is Power,
Power is Choices,
Don't worry if u don't have choices, u can
Get it later.

The sky is so blue and colourful,
As if it is the pure sky in the universe,
With so many stars shining bright like
an diamond in the universe.

Looking at the sky is so blue without,
So many colours to look at,
Wondering why sky called blue sky?
Because it is blue everywhere in the
Universe.

How could the sky be so blueful?
When there is more colours in the
Universe.

              By k-mari ©2016