True colors challenge

If you ask me to choose between the colors,

I pick the reddish pink and Cobalt turquoise.

They vibrant active and amongst the others,

They are standing out without a why.

I ride them on my canvas field,

I grab them as my horse for the best.

I go with them anywhere I wish for

they are supportive as no one from the rest.

On the pink horse I swing through the landscapes

And seas, and the clouds.

On the greenish blue horse I am rarely but glad to sharp shadows.

When I mix them together,

My bullet is ready to shoot down-

bunch of mountains and cowboy looking bodies and chicks.

I have no fear to spread my color,

I have no fear to live

And love.

I have no rights to be judging another,

But I have rights for whatever I want.

I wish for the white to exist as the most.

And for the black to be as a primer.

And I would not accept any color then-

White and Black.

As I think they can spell aesthetics of my

Soul.

Black and white are the best to sharp upon a purpose.

Black and white stand together,apart, in between.

Black and white are important to make a gesture.

Black and white are the fundamentals of the dream.

When you have your wishes and goals straight-

Then you get a complete fruitful road to that.

You have no doubts, no wonders and no concerns.

You just know where you go

and how fast you get

What you want.

My dreamland is full of rainbow colors-

Colors of unicorn.

And my purpose is written down in black.

White blank silky sheet meets my needs.

And idea is clear and sharp over it as

My knife,

as my brush- when I paint.

To be honest- i wouldn't expect it-

Gray became my first home country,

Since I live in the Netherlands.

Foggy mysterious gradient of the environment-

I found it very ins-pie-ring.

It is When...

i see a little silhouette of things

I have a little guess- what is there,

And then I go through the mist.

I discover that my guess is something else.

I love when the reality isn't clear,

(giggling) i'm not talking about my plans and goals.

But seriously when things are foggy

I like it the best.

I crave to find the answer,

I run and follow i spy i threaten my “victim”

As the bull runs after the red.

When i'm not able to catch the truth-

I suffer…

and it's bitter to cry for my

inability to answer the question I created myself.

In all the chaos of stress and feeling unwell

i have to find a peace and relief-

Breath.

When i master this peaceful mindset-

My body and mind will stretch by itself.

I will bend as far as I want or can.

I will bend to Miami from Paris or Spain.

Find a calmness in any color and shape.

And

You should know- it’s a struggle and stormy

Before you acknowledge relief.