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I wouldn’t be rude to anyone the way others are, thinking that being rude can control someone. I wouldn’t lie to anyone like those who defend themselves using false phrases. I wouldn’t cheat anyone the way some friends—or even love—can. I wouldn’t discriminate between urban and rural lives. I wouldn’t be disrespectful or misbehave, especially when someone trusts me enough to recommend me—for a workspace or elsewhere. I wouldn’t offend others like different generations often do. I wouldn’t bring self-discrimination into my life. I wouldn’t body-shame myself or chase artificial ideals that don’t fit me. I wouldn’t try to be someone else or shape my life around someone else’s path. I want to live as who I truly am. I will never adopt attitudes that make my life unhealthy. I will never falsely accuse someone of being a bad secret-keeper. I will never place someone’s problem on another person who has nothing to do with it. I will never take advantage of someone’s innocence or skills to make...

Are Colours alive?

 





When the shades of green wrap around me,

I feel I'm safe,

When the shades of blue wrap around me,

I feel I'm comforted,

When the shades of black wrap around me,

I feel there should be some alternatives,

When the shades of red wrap around me,

I feel the power of evil is waiting.

 

When I hear the sound of falling leaves,

I am grieving,

When I hear the falling of stem,

I feel scared,

When I see a shiny fruit falling from the tree,

My heart aches,

When I see the tree dry and falls,

I remember that all of us going to a silent land.

 

When I see the color of the sea,

I see it is blue,

Sometimes I see it as white,

Else I see it as green,

Why nature changes,

What is the main cause?

I think the water changes its color like human qualities,

Nature is wild and cotton,

Life is a cycle at the end.

 

When I see the red flowers growing up in the bush,

I see the love is growing,

When I offer it to someone,

The red flower turns to evil,

It creates quarrels,

It makes me scared,

It breaks our relationship,

The superficial and internals aren't the same!

 

I see the nights are black,

I see millions of gigantic stars glitter,

That one moon shines alone,

It matters a lot to me -

The same black wraps up me with death,

Where I will stand alone,

Suffer alone,

I will be blind from the world,

Many creatures would torcher me.

 

I see all the colors,

How they are supportive and sometimes  wild for me,

The powerful colors that illuminate also devastate,

Even cotton can make your nose runny also it might be soft for you,

Everything has two aspects,

Both are significant,

It can rebirth into many forms!

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