What comes to your mind,
When you think of Blue?
The infinite sky,
Or the deep sea's hue?
Serenity and stability,
Or calmness of divinity?
The eerie silence,
Or depressing sanity?
What comes to your mind,
When you think of Red?
Roses of love, or luck and lust,
Pride and power or pools of blood?
The color that stands like the Sun,
Or that burns like a fierce fire?
A color dating as old as history,
Or that represents the deepest desire?
What comes to your mind,
When you think of purple?
A child of Red and Blue,
Or the one as rare as a turtle?
The color that makes magic true,
Or that wins with wisdom,
Or the color rich and enchanting,
Enough to rule the kingdom?
Sharon Mathew
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