The sky had a mysterious amethyst hue,
I sat in the college bus, unsettled.
The sky was beautiful, yet exhaustion and frustration furrowed my brows.
Then I noticed some flower beds nearby,
full of purple and white blooms.
But it wasn’t they that caught my eye—
it was the marigold, standing alone,
a different color, bright and free,
that bloomed my mood beneath the mysterious amethyst sky.
Apr 3
Apr 3, 2026 at 3:19 AM UTC
The sky had a mysterious amethyst hue,
I sat in the college bus, unsettled.
The sky was beautiful, yet exhaustion and frustration furrowed my brows.
Then I noticed some flower beds nearby,
full of purple and white blooms.
But it wasn’t they that caught my eye—
it was the marigold, standing alone,
a different color, bright and free,
that bloomed my mood beneath the mysterious amethyst sky.
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