The black is always black I know...
But what might be behind the colour white..
Simple tears of painted sadness...
Of hope never thought...
Some colours these eyes do see...
Green or blue or pink or red...
But when I paint these words...
I cannot see the difference...
Read along and you'll know...
What I meant but never said...
If paint was to colour my thought...
I'll paint it with a colour new...
To make you know ...
Yes, I am sure...
You'll always remember me more...
Of all the colours in the world...
My colour for you will be explored...
Not to be found anywhere...
Any shop, any site...
But in my heart...
In my soul...
Which merges in your love-colour
©Ravinder Kaur
26/02/ 2016
