From afar

With that elegance
Mystified simplicity
It's irony to
Wear the rainbow
Until the end of light

If the rain drop
Into the face
And you find no where
To hide
You will too, left
Black and white
As a mirror
To me

After all
The Color of your soul
Casts celestial vibes
No one resist
Without complimenting
"One of a kind"

Beauty fades
But not like yours
Yesterday
And
Always

Phenomenal

My world is filled with color.
    Shades, hues, tints, tones.
    I love color, and the way it breathes life into an empty space.
A step into my closet exposes a bright and varied wardrobe. Coming out of the closet left rainbow flags plastered on my walls. Markers, paints, pencils, ink, and crayons spill out of my drawers onto coloring pages and notebooks.
    My most magnificent canvas is my life, growing more intricate and exciting each day. Every color visible to the human eye, I spread across this great expanse I have been given. And it is vibrant and radiant and brilliant.
    Every color is here for different reasons, at different times, in different ways. Sometimes they get splattered on, sometimes finger painted, sometimes drawn on carefully. And they all have meaning.

RED
Red was my least favorite color growing up. Red is boldness, courage, passion. I didn’t have that as a kid. It wasn’t until I learned what it meant to fight and to survive and to believe in myself that started to enjoy wearing red. Now, most of my favorite clothes are red. They are the clothes I wear when I am bursting with confidence.

ORANGE
I have a lot of orange in my life. Orange is creativity and adventure. That’s where I find my happiness. Where I’m in my prime. I have always been artistic, I have always been an explorer. I could bathe in orange.

YELLOW
Everyone wants to have lots of yellow on their canvas. Positivity, optimism, hope. There’s been times when my yellow has dimmed. I would dip my paintbrush into the can and it would come up clean. Digging through cabinets, shaking bottles, looking for those last drops of paint. Then I learned how to save up to buy a new can.

GREEN
Green is for growth. Green is for harmony. I work toward green every day. I will always be growing. I will always be searching inside myself. My green is not constant. It’s a new shade each second I breathe. Pine green, acid green, emerald green.

BLUE
Sometimes blue scares me. I can’t always hold all the responsibility that’s been placed on my shoulders. I can’t always open myself up enough to trust others. I fear honesty will expose all of my failures. But I breathe in, and I breathe out. Blue is calm too. Sometimes you need a wave of blue to wash everything else away.

PURPLE
Despite being my favorite color, my life lacks in purple. I have never sought power nor claimed to be wise. But I do like to believe my life has a little bit of magic. Maybe some mystery. I hope life will always keep me on my toes.

I believe not in having a perfect life, but a life worth living. A life that always varies, through turns of joy, despair, relief, disgust, and rage. A multicolor life.

People are like a white light from afar.
They all look the same at first glance.
But put them through a prism and see the rainbow that emerges.
The beauty tenfold.
Gorgeous contrasts and similar shades.
Angry reds and placid blues.
Marvelous purples, lilacs, and maroons.
Regal blacks and sunny yellows.
Delicate pinks and stormy greys.
A massive, unique array.
A symphony of feelings and thoughts.
Not always a pleasant one at that.
A plethora of choices and names.
Weeds and flowers.
Some are trees.
Solid and strong.
Unshakeable.
Sickly yellow.
Orange colored.
Bright and lively.
Green with envy.
Evergreen with wealth and youth.
Some are so bright.
Almost white, but alas those are only a few.

You may not be able to prevent the rain from falling on a hot summers day
You may not be able to make the lightning and thunder go away
You know when to appear
Taking away all that I fear
Your arc is so powerful
I can face any puddle
And get through the struggle
Your light shine so bright  
Making everything alright
How lucky I’m I to have you up there watching in the sky
You are more than seven colours, you are filled with millions hidden to the naked eye

There is no *** of gold at the end of the rainbow
You are the treasure everyone is searching for

Arc of beauty
hugs eyes gently
washing away cares.

Hello, I say,
woven gift from Father Sky.
Hello, I whisper,
in gratitude breath

Arch of light
senses awaken
as your a wonder of the earth
a tickle in eye
that rotates to smile.

You eminence
comes in mornings
casting your mystery
upon young and old.

Come midday
crossing plains and valleys
behind mountain peaks
and inside waterfall magnifico.

Your like enigma that comes
expanding imaginations
with fancy shades that mingle
with sky.

Your a sign that whispers sweet love
and celebrates the moment
after rains have come.

Rainbow Oh Rainbow
Hello! Hello!