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white swan reborn

feathers of a white swanpainfully torn away,left crumpled in the dirt. purity and goodnesswhipped awayby cruel overseers till only bare flesh,hanging in strips,remains. and the sun hides behind mountains,clouds snuff out the moon and starstill only darkness remains and when daylight comes again a black swan is born

shades of color

the shades of color –prejudices,perceived disgust –which rule our worldbreak and bind our hearts. black and white,shades in between,define our limits – our cages – forever chainedto damaged stereotypesthat muffle our shouts. spectrum of rainbowsbright and vibrantof soulful truth – of personal truth – dulled by grey skiesthreatening to rainand drown out beauty. blue andContinue reading “shades of color”

in which i like the color black

in which i like the color black,shadows of deepest mourningswhere the darkest secrets lurkand the red eyes flash warningly. in which i like the color black,and all the colors mixed within,swirling pools of memories to look backon and reminisce. in which i like the color blackand the lack of bias it shows.whatever color comes itContinue reading “in which i like the color black”