A child is born in pink
a bundle of white fur deep in wink
plays with all the greens in park
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Colours represent life as they make it beautiful and if colours weren't present life surely would have been a faded experience. This poem of yours has lot of depth in it and is very nicely written.
read this african poem when i born i black and you pink when i grow i black and you pale red under the sun i black and you purple in winter i black and you blue when i die i black and you Grey! and you call me coloured! now compare the colour of injustice
an immensely colourful poem, deepti...childhood rainbow hangover still now?
This is beautiful. I love how you used the colors and gave them a positive spin. Thank you so much for sharing :)