If madness has a colour, and it certainly can
It would be gold and silvery in incandescent hues
The mayhem of Friday traffic & crossing roads
A delicate thread of silence weaves around the chaos;
Just close your eyes and listen.
If madness had a colour, I slowly see it now
Bright green in the breeze draped grass meadows
Each blade swaying in choreographed movements
When in reality they all dance to different melodies;
Observe and you'll know.
If madness had a colour, I'm so close to feeling
it Orange, yellow and pink in festive shades
It's a celebration, a bond formed between people not limited to two
An epoch of new discoveries and shared experiences;
Let loose and feel the warmth.
If madness had a colour, I know what it is
The colour of complexity that is the web of human life
The colour of simplicity like hugging a loved one after you've had a
There's comfort in every spectacle of
chaos That is, if you know where to find it.