Why Can't I Be Blue? Poem by Namita Rani Panda

The sky is blue, so is the river;
the ocean is blue, so is the sapphire;
the peacock is blue, so is the corn flower.
Why can't I be blue and look as I wish me to
look?
You made me pink as so you think?
I'm also wise, loyal and truthful;
I'm also confident, calm and tranquil.
I don't say that pink is ugly and blue is holy;
I just yearn for my sole right to choose only.
Why do you snatch my right to be blue?
I'll be blue, blue and only blue.