Her Favorite Color

Rubiyat Poem
Her Favorite Color
 
 
Her favorite color has always been pink.
Showing her charm whenever she winks.
Beauty her namesake; Splendor her way.
Makes my heart race - my soul to the brink.
 
 
But now that she’s gone, my color is blue.
Left all alone, now what will I do?
Come back to me dear! I pray in dismay.
Half of me died, forsaken in you.
 
 
Give me a color, something like teal.
Another shade that I might not feel.
Cover my eyes that I may not see.
Make my mind blind and always conceal.
 
 
Oh how I wished, my color was green.
Something simple, void, but yet clean.
My prayers are not heard, no answer my plea.
So now in my mind of you I must dream.
 
 
 
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