Monochrome Life
Life,
Void of love,
Is a monochrome,
Which no enlightenment artist,
Would condone.
Shades of blue,
Or green,
Or yellow,
Is all one will see,
For these are colours,
Void of love.
Life in essence,
Would be visibly dull,
With colours,
Hot and cool,
Being dimmed to an alarming degree.
Find the love,
And life will shine,
And be full of vibrancy,
And of color,
Pastel and deep.
And so life,
Without love,
Has no colours
Of red, purple, or orange,
For those require love,
And with none,
You see none.
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