Sometimes the feeling of light,
so close to darkness that it becomes difficult to differentiate the two
Gradually, when the light starts to play and blossom
the darkness starts to move like a curtain with its movements,
the changing speed of both becomes their true identity
A faint glimpse of redness with bright,
darkness creates a colour that can only be seen by the eyes of a painter
Because it has no name
Then how far do the names of colours take us?
Where do we find the right words for each shade in the dictionary?
Every difference, every interval
arising from the mixing of colours
becomes the possibility of a new colour
and sings its own name in a faint voice.
Have you ever heard the visible colours singing?
Coming together in unison?
Reciting the the lyrics you always wanted to hear
Thank you so much for reading. Have a great day ☺️🙏. @vikbuddy
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