I am red

Today I am red.

Blood red, anger red or heart red.

All red.

A week before,

May be I was pink,

Baby pink, Strawberry pink or Magenta.

In these shades, 

I want them to understand me,

And accept me;

Wholeheartedly.

Like they do;

When I am blue or purple or pure white,

Or any other colour in the pallet.

Some days, 

I am a rainbow;

But only somedays I can be one.

Some days are just Jet Black.

On those days;

I just mix some red,

Some yellow or green

To find my rainbow.

But still cannot get away,

With darkness.

For God created me;

With blood red.