in pink houses
we hide our secrets –
black as coal –
from outside eyes
heaven forbid if
they found out
that these smiles
painted on our faces
were not real and
that every night
we fight demons
with handsome eyes
because we want
to live the dream
we were taught
to chase after
- Photo by Mike. Courtesy of https://www.pexels.com/photo/architecture-britain-british-building-166677/
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Words in Colors
PoetryThis collection of poetry is inspired by colors. Each poem will either be named after a color, or include a color somewhere in the piece.