Boredom is grey and a beckoning force,
It robs your thoughts as it triumphantly roars.
Love is pink and a mellow blanket of dreams,
Embedded with affection with a thread of joy for the seam.
Frustration is red; an obstacle to success,
A malicious burden to the perfect happiness.
Anxiousness is orange and an intruder to the mind,
But a slice of apprehension also entwines.
Calmness is blue and a puff of fresh air,
And away at the darkest emotions it tears.
Tranquillity is purple and boasts the clearest of skies,
For penetrating sins and fears do not lie.
But boredom is gloomy and the most bewitching of all,
For it has seen even the strongest of warriors fallβ¦
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