There are days
Grey is my colour
My fist is an empty net
My loneliness is trapped within
My lost lines
There are nights
Black is my colour
My mind is full of melancholy
My heart remembers it’s broken
My hope gone
Blue is the island
An oasis of seeking shade
Shade of hue and colours somewhere
On the horizons of intuition
Beckoning
Yellow is the fire
A symbol of promised growth
Rays invisible yet warming
The seed pushing towards light
Determined
For in my every dark hour
Every colour is comfort
Every form is transformation
Spirit, never stop looking
For Art.
– Che Chidi Chukwumerije and Dormis Aeternitas
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This Poem is a Duet I wrote together with Dormis Aeternitas, a wonderful poet.
Visit his blog to read more of his enchanting work.
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Picture: Section of Van Gogh’s “The Starry Night”
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