Colour-Blind Poem by Mitta Xinindlu

Colour-Blind

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Does it seem blue, or maybe black?
I think it's white although it kind of looks brown.
D'you see the yellow stripes turning into grey?
These colours all symbolize a colour of the dark night.
A dark colour is warm yet unusual;
It is comforting and never disappointing.
It has a story behind it that is written
in bold letters.
This point is not about black and white;
This is about blue and green.
I take no argument upon this case.
I therefore vanish with my face.

Saturday, August 9, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: madness
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Phomolo Dametsi 26 October 2009

You ROCK! ! ! ! You know that?

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