20 Days of Chill: Blue (Day 8)

Hello there, we are the colourful people
You may not hear us, but we also babble
We do exist in our muffled world
Or you can call it your dream world
Stomping our way to different places
But we don’t make lots of fusses
We sizzled in blazing sunshine this week
You’d think we’re a bunch of freaks
I’m the single blue chap, always alone
I just accepted it and I don’t groan
I’m always contended knowing my place
I’m not in your face, still full of grace
The others on my right, in their number
They babble, answer, whir, slur and err
Having their own language, my back turned
If she could speak to me, that’s what I yearn
They simply sizzle as their affair develops
Full of excitement, try hard not for breakups

melody from heart
till dawn when nature smiles
birds fly in the sky

courtship song at night
wondering when dawn will come
new hope for the day

cloudless
melancholy
aweless

you rang
out of the blue
my yang

at peace
with humankind
one piece

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