COLOUR

Wet, clear streaks

Like tears

Rain left behind

On the windows

In the hallways

 

White streaks

On the wall

Calcium deposits

Stained beneath

Decrepit water fountains

 

Purple streaks

Scuffs smudges

Left behind

From shoes

On walls on tiles

 

Black streaks

Of shadows

Of green limbs

Mirrored

Through glass

 

Pink streaks

Of air so bliss

Of blossoms

Their petals

Falling spiraling

 

Gray streaks

Between shelved books

Dull lifeless ancient

Dusty their old covers

Pressed together

 

Auburn streaks

Of light

Through blinds

Of windows

Streaming bright

 

Streaks of colour

In the hallway

On windows

On shelves

Under water fountains

On tiles

In cosy bedrooms

Between blinds

And flaking window pains

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world
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