My true colors;
Purple, green and blue.
These colors exemplify life force, terrestrial sphere and the bounding main.
These colors perorate of my peril.
How I've traversed hence.
How I've been misconceived
In electing to pursue my inclination.
How I've left home
To gallantly pursue the unascertained.
How I've inaugurated my legitimate identity
By being utterly alone.
With no incident as to the disparity of circumstances
Or how considerable the charge,
Or to how absurd the dream
Or what was unredeemed,
I went my way.
Evermore with my authentic self,
In perpetuum with the celestial,
I've collapsed, submerged into the caliginous stream
Yet these colors maintain their lambency.
I've toiled to retain my soundness unscathed
And endeavoured onward with sheer determination of will and decisiveness.
I've clambered through the quagmire,
I've examined the bottom line,
When I really acknowledge my true lacquer;
My luminocity is of a raven's hue.
About the Creator
Zirian Tahirli
After extensive travel, I write creatively to express those experiences of life, exploration and adventure.
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