'paradoxical'
She always wore
that jacket with pride
she could hide behind its
colorful display
mesmerized them
with her beauty
they never saw her sneaky game
I play with their minds you see
today I'm happy
I’ll splash color all over me
red, yellow, green, a shade of crimson too
by midday the rainbow might
have disappeared
like they tend to do
then, I’ll be the morbid reminder
I’ll steal their joy for a little longer
come with me to the colorless realm
you'll see the grey
let it envelope you
I have some drama don't you see
come be morbid just like me
©220220121540
Copyright © Wilma Neels | Year Posted 2012
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