Colours of Life...

I puff in a corner of a dark room,

Looking outside that huge window,

Thinking to banish the never-ending gloom,

To change from a pitch black to yellow.

The dark grey clouds are drifting overhead,

I eagerly await that final rain,

A lightening of hope strikes instead,

Bringing me out of the everlasting pain.

Extending my hand to feel the pearl drops,

I wish the pelting never stops.

I’m lost in its split-splashing falling sound,

And the smell of muddy-browned wet ground.

The tree of thoughts turns a jade green,

Bringing back the memory of my early teens,

Where worrying was not my cup of tea,

And life was always a bright yellow for me.

Times then and times now,

There’s so much change I see somehow.

From dark purple to its lighter tint,

Feelings of nostalgia on a monotint.

So what if things are not my way,

I’ll make it better come what may!

With this positive hope I look at today,

And put a halt to the thoughts of yesterday.