In shadows, I stand, lost in my rhyme,
A world in black and white, love lost in time.
Yellow, the color of warmth, a distant dream,
I crave its embrace, in this grayscale scheme.
From afar, I watch, in the corner I stay,
Longing for love, to brighten my day.
Others bathed in yellow's tender light,
While I'm stuck in shadows, yearning for respite.
The brightness blinds me, yet I yearn to see,
Love's vibrant hues, set my heart free.
Faces wear colors, emotions on display,
In my dark reality, love fades away.
Red in anger, warm orange in despair,
Bright yellow in joy, a love so rare.
Mustard yellow when tired, a tired soul am I,
Dreaming of love under a yellow sky.
A protagonist's glow, a popular and celebrated story unfolds,
But in this narrative, is my story, the only one untold.
Hating the color that mirrors my plea,
Yet yearning for love to set me free.
I long for love, to break free from the tide.
Sick of the in-between, where shadows persist,
Dreaming of love, in shades of yellow, I persist.
When will my moment come, to be truly seen?
In a world of color, where love is serene.
Yellow, the symbol, my heart's sincere call,
In a symphony of colors, love conquers all.
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Flower
PoetryFlower is a collection of introspective poems, a journey through the delicate petals of emotions. Each verse unfurls the beauty and pain of existence, like a fragile bloom in solitude.
