Hour Twenty One: White and Orange

 

I am white as well as orange,

sometimes I freeze,

sometimes I burn.

 

I am white as well as orange.

there are days when numbness takes over,

there are days when my orange strip of passion illuminates around me.

 

I am only one colour at a time.

but today, the blue above has seen both my colours.

 

I look straight ahead,

time is ticking,

this spectrum suffocates me,

I am on the way to lose my sanity…

 

Note: This poem has been written using an image prompt posted during hour twenty.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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