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Kaartika Chitturi

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Kaartika Chitturi

Others

Colour Blind

Colour Blind

1 min
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Dreary clouds welcome me each morning,

The Sun hides behind the clouds, frowning upon this world

As acidic rain pours out of the bleak winter sky

Every morning is the same as the other


The once green parks have lost their bloom and colour

The concrete jungles hold neither life nor cheer

Cars crowd the roads huffing and puffing black smoke

Smoke, as dark as death’s deep dusk eye


The dark waters of the oceans, like poisoned blood

Shimmering with black oils and overflowing litter

White pieces of plastic decorate the seas

So still and tranquil, like the calm before a storm


The rainbows in the sky seem to have disappeared

The fresh spring colours have turned dull and lifeless

The blues of the oceans now darkened by a malicious shadow cast

The colours of this world have turned into black, white and grey


Under a spell everyone is cast, they believe the false

They don’t see what I see, all the destruction caused,

Isn’t this world losing its entire colour?

Or perhaps, I’m simply colour blind?


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