Truth is Colourless

Color bleeds

In different shades

Sometimes the skin

Oozes a dozen sores

Camouflaging feelings.

Some love, some hate

With measured emotions,

Counting the number of shades

Light brown, dark brown

Darker shade and pitch black

Contemplating the variations-

Did color measure the soul?

Did truth change as seasons?

Or did the creator played foul?

Maybe humanity needs

To understand that

Beauty is skin deep.

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