Some think pain is all about blue
But whenever I've felt it within
I've felt 'n' seen it in every hue !
The yellow noon lulls the inmates slow
But my vigilant lonely eyes in tears glow
I wish to hold back the receding sway of love
Only to find all my agonies right on queue!
The crimson twilight overcast my sky
It beckons the evening smiling wry
I sniff the beauteous smell of the day
Receding far ; I just meet my pain anew !
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