I put on the mask of colours and saw…
I wore the red mask of flames and saw
a never-ending field of poppies, a thorny bush of roses,
the raging-red rubies glistening through the bulletproof glass
in the jewellery shop, and the ferocious, fire-breathing dragon cautiously waiting at the top.
I wore the tangy-orange mask and saw
lava (along with magma) erupting out of a destructive volcano, a daring tiger, viciously hunting down its “weak” prey and the calming sunset colour.
I wore the sunny yellow mask and felt a sufficient amount of lemon-juice tingling my sensitive tongue, saw a carpet of daffodils and buttercups surrounding me like a ring of fire in the freshly-cut grass field, and the agonizing sting of a bee that just wants their well-earned honey back.
I wore the toxic green mask and saw Mother Nature and her warm heart you may see upon her, twisted, endless vines suffocating a tree, a cluster of emeralds and jades deep below the Earth’s surface and the toxic chemical-contamination fulfilling the air.
I wore the azure-blue mask and saw the baby-blue midday sky slowly falling to starry dusk, met the eyes of a satin bowerbird glaring back at me from above, and a shining diamond blinding me with the slightest hint of blue.
I wore the purple mask and saw a cluster of galaxies, the smell of lavender drifting through the air, chameleons easily turning into this neon amethyst colour, this is the colour of being scared.
I wore the pastel-coloured pink mask and saw the exotic yet deliciously-tasting dragon fruit growing right in front of my very eyes, the forbidden colour in the rainbow, which I think is all lies, and this is the colour you’d see at the bottom in the sky’s vibrant sunset.
I put on the white mask and saw the arctic fox camouflaging within the snow, the beautiful look of snowfall, oh, the fun in making a snowball, ever wanted to sit in a very fluffy-looking cloud? Yeah… Me too…
I put on the black mask and saw the ink coming out of a stressed squid, the dead of night ready to disappear, the depths within space, the pupil of the eye piercing through my soul, and how scary the
pitch-black darkness darker than coal really is…
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