Why do all colors have a description to them?

Red- For strength or anger
Yellow- For sunshine and happiness
Pink- For all girls
Blue- For the boys and for when you're sad
Black- For hate and fear
Purple- For luxury and ambition
Green- For nature and energy

We force people to be someone by giving them a label.
Should we do that to colors too?

Why should black be the evil one?
Why can't yellow be a way to express sadness?
Why is pink for girls?
Just why?

I know the toothless women
Who crumple on the streets
The rain bleeds through their cardboard,
The cold drips through their feet

I know the dying children
With anaesthetic arms
The angels crowd around them
With time that burns their palms

I've hugged the brainwashed gangsters
With money drenched in blood
I've heard their broken weeping
While digging up the mud

I've seen the starving faces
Of the tired girls at home
The broken, hectic psyches
That eat them to the bone

I know the burning poets
With a desperate thirst for life
The need for finding soulmates
That pierces like a knife

There's weary public servants
Who risk their lives for good
And prove compassion every day
Yet stay misunderstood

Human love is buried
Beneath the plastic weight
Of angry allegations
And a world that feeds off hate

These people may be messy,
But they're beautiful and real
With hidden dreams and secrets
And ability to feel

We have a place to run to
With lights of peach and gold
Where all the weight is lifted
And all our tales are told

We live in total freedom
So safe beneath the moon
And though it seems ambitious
Our dreams will save us soon

blessed be the agony
of love unrequited.

blessed be clutches of wildfire
that swept
through this forest.

for after its flames were tamed,
grace
planted a bed of wildflowers
in its center,
wildflowers of every color:

bright yellows,
hopeful lavenders,
piercing reds.

blessed be the agony,
blessed be the wildfire, the wildflowers.
for it made me kneel down
and pray.
for you,
for me,
for us,
i've gathered a bouquet.

To me you're the ocean
The deep blue that lures me in
The mysterious unknown that keeps me afloat
I want to drown in you
But be in the shallow
I want to give myself to you
But keep my heart hollow.
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Mehek

Dankjewel voor alle zorgen,
de zekerheid op elke dag
een goeie goeiemorgen
en een welgemeende lach.

Ik zou een bloempje geven
of de lucht op laten klaren
maar jij schonk mij het leven,
dat kan ik niet evenaren.

Daarom dat ik je hier zal vieren
en zo jouw dag hoop te versieren.

Let go of comparing.
      Let go of competing.
      Let go of judgement's.
      Let go of anger.
      Let go of regrets.
      Let go of worrying.
      Let go of blame.
      Let go of guilt.
      Let go of fear.

Have a good belly laugh at least once a day
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      Before you pray....Believe.
      Before you speak....Listen.
      Before you spend....Earn.
      Before you write....Think.
      Before you quit....Try.
      Before you die....Live

While you're busy doubting yourself, other people are intimidated by your potential.
                                                                                                 Jon York   2019