You came from wherever:
Took everything I had
Only to replace it with the best values ever.
Now that I have got a chance to write about you
There are not enough words that are so pure
I ask you still
Why do I love you so much?

You are a drop when I’m stuck in a desert.
You are the life when I’m walking in a cemetery.
You are awe when I’m caught in sadness.
You are a rose that blooms in the midst of snow.
What kind of love do you possess that has taken over my mindset?

It’s love for colours
It’s the kind of love that inspires you to give art to authors
The kind that forces you to give love to others?

It’s love for colours