Friday, 9 September 2016

Colors, Do they really define you?


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In my growing years,
I was fond of white so much,
White people, white complexion
Oh! Everything that had a ‘White’ touch!

In my teenage years,
My adulation for black took birth
Shoes, dresses, earrings and bracelets
Only ‘Black’ ruled and it was totally worth!

Then came my early twenties,
My fondness for bright colours grew manifold
Red, yellow, orange and pink
Life and wardrobe were full of colours, making me bold!

But what’s there in the colour,
I really wonder?
It’s only a matter of choice
And not something that can be a blunder!

Children with fairer skin,
Always drew more attention,
But I was too naive to understand
The colour of the skin mattered to such an extension!

I too wanted to be one of those,
Cute-good-looking children
And thus my fondness for white grew
Simply to have that kind of skin!

Later I realised it was only a faux
It should be a good heart that mattered
Happy that I learnt this lesson in time
Or else dreaming for that white would have me shattered!

People never fail
To come up with suggestions
Why you're wearing this with that?
Bombarding me with all sorts of questions!

Adding colours to life
Is what matters in the end
Having a fabulous life with happiness around
Nothing can ever beat that perfect blend!


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Cheers

Geets

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  1. Really love how you've taken 'color' another level, Geetika!
    This is truly lovely!
    Especially love these lines;
    Adding colours to life
    Is what matters in the end
    Having a fabulous life with happiness around
    Nothing can ever beat that perfect blend

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    1. Thank you so much Mayuri! It was only for you this post came along!

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  2. This poem reminds me of so many things while growing up. White shirt is still my favorite and got a thing for wearing black of course. I'd say it's a power combo:)

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  3. Happy to connect via Blogchatter

    xo Sneha

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    1. Thank you! And same here :)

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  4. Beautiful.. The world has enough racists. Color doesn't matters but what matters is the person behind those colors. Good to read this ..

    Sharma ji Ki Beti

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    1. Yes. It doesn't matter. If only it was that simple to understand!

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  5. Lovely post, Geets. And those last few lines added colors to your post. Brilliant take on the prompt.

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  6. Ah yes, we all go through phases and fads. Pastel shades used to be my thing, but now I wear much darker colours.

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    1. So true! Thank you so much Corinne :)

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  7. Beautiful poem. I feel colors have only one purpose, to make everything come alive !

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    1. Yes. Exactly.To bring life to dullness. It is as simple as that!

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  8. Interesting take on colours. Reminds me of the fact that we are taught most often than not that dark colours aren't great whether it's wearing black or people having a dark skin. And that's why more often than not, we end up trying to look whiter or using different skin creams.

    As you said in the end, it's all about adding colours to life and that's what matters in the end. These colours complete the true picture.

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    1. Thank you so much Aseem. For reading and sharing your views here. It's everywhere around us, to discriminate on the basis of colour. If only it was that simple to clear it up!

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  9. I went through the black phase too, all my teenage years. Beautiful poem, refined me of so many things!

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  10. This got me thinking... after a subdued kiddy phase, I think my teens were all about the blues.. most of my shirts were variations of them. As I grew up, it turned more diverse. But now, I seem to be in a phase of maroons and purples.
    I love the message at the end - on adding colour to life.

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    1. More power to you doc for all the colors you want to wear! Thanks a ton for dropping by!

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  11. Aah yes, the realisation of how the skin doesn't matter, and adding colours to life. Spot on! :)

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  12. I too share your obsession with black as a teen :D I almost had no other color in wardrobe! And somehow I found obsession with skin tones a tad bit overrated always :)

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    1. Lol! And my mom used to get so angry for buying black all the time!
      Yes, that's true as well but that is how it is around us!

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  13. Colours :)
    Everybody has their won perceptions :)

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    1. Sure they do and add happiness as well!

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  15. You simply takes colors to another level with your colorful words... loved it.
    Do visit www.direactingdreams.com

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    1. Thank you so much Yogita! I'm glad you liked it!

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  16. Such a well written and touching poem. I loved it

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