Otiose Glow

Even when I’m blue,
And all the shades seem darker,
I still step on the sidewalk,
Like I’m on a rainbow.

Hopscotch on the colour spectrum,
Head in the clouds, wide open arms,
Paint me a brighter hue.

Misery loves company,
So if I am alone, I must be happy.

So keen to be seen, I like that view.

-Aarushi (πŸŒ₯οΈβ›…πŸŒ€οΈ)

5 Comments

  1. wardah says:

    This is so beautiful! I love everything about this poem. Just wow, wow, wow! πŸ‘β™₯β™₯β™₯

    Liked by 1 person

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