Passing Through Color Poem by Muzahidul Reza

Color at up, color at down
Color at out, color at in
Where is color not?
Question is not that,

Our life starts with color
Goes through this color
Again ends with this color
We must taste its flavor,

Sometimes of gladness
Sometimes of sadness
Sometimes of romance
Sometimes of fully loss,

Which is your favorite color?
Which color do you fear?
Some questions may arise
Whether you feel bad or nice,

Such as, light is lively color
May be bright, pale and blur
And dark is deadly color
May be of hope or despair.




## In collaboration with my friend Robert Rhyme