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Jul 2016
It was the color
of the
rainbow
as I walk down
the street
that made me
feel and
realize that
there are moments
where you
find yourself
in a painting of
black in white.

We keep in
track
of what is going on
and what is
about to happen.

It was at this
mundane scene
where we
find ourselves
reluctantly
struggling to see
the colors
behind the sea.
The sea of ideas
made to
carry
your boat into
the island
of painted walls
and columns.

I realized.
The sweet smiles
behind
the black and
white paintings
where the
feelings and
the memories
that were
captured and
kept in
a small frame
covered with glass
to withstand
the harsh
storms
called time.

The color of the
rainbow
made me
see
the beautiful
scenery
that one
could see.
It was the
picture of
Me
staring at
You
brimming with
happiness and
intricate
Color of smiles
within the
island of
Printed walls
and columns.
Miguel Haciendero
Written by
Miguel Haciendero  Philippines
(Philippines)   
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