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Feel And Fill Your Colors Of Life.

Nov 7, 2024
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Updated: Jul 17, 2025

By Himanshu Dhingra


The butterfly roaming around in a dark outlet,

Gets hit by a ray of sunshine to reveal its color

And the color is known to be violet.

An anxious soul wants to escape the anxiety,

That flower’s palm also wide open to get rid of it though,

Only a single color reflects into my eyes called indigo.

Roaming around a tiny droplet fell on me

I looked up towards the sky,

It is empty blue with no sun and clouds

Felt like a confession full of sadness is finding someone in the town.

As I moved to stand at the center of a garden,

the cold wind whisper into my ears, I close my eyes to feel that happy keen,

A thin, small thing kissed my face, and I grabbed it, it is a leaf which is whole green.

The yellow candy coming to me from nowhere,

In hope of forgiveness n to maintain the heart’s treaty,

because in this world 

a small thing like “candy” may also feel guilty.

I see the word anger imprinted with red capturing my eyes like dirt 

and all of a sudden

I was out of that world, and I say “calm down sweetheart”

I detach my fingertips from my palm to look onto it

There was a droplet bursting out in colors like a rainbow 

That nostalgic feeling of

“The butterflies with the violet

Indigo the color of ‘letting go’

Sky the color of sadness

That green leaf expressed happiness

The yellow candy expressed guilt

The red word expressed anger

And the orange………??”


We all lack that orange color in our lives.

And I believe the absence of one color is enough to destroy the beauty of a rainbow.

We can fill our own colors of rainbow 

It's just a matter of choice what do you want to feel.

“Feel and fill your colors of life”


By Himanshu Dhingra


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