Coloring world

Coloring world

A Poem by Arundass TP
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Jealousy the creator

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Once all butterflies in this world were colorless. This is a small poem how they got color from God.


Praying to God, siting inside the shell
Clock ticks infinite to open the door
Crawls outside, to know the world, it's colors
Wondered seeing millions and millions of colors

On the way, crawling
Jealous, seeing Parrots and blue birds
Peacock dancing, Cuckoos and Larks
Owls and Night jars

Started praying, to conquer God's heart
To get the heavenly pallette and brushes,
Until exhausted crawling and eating
Atlast, getting blessings of God.

Started building nest, unique
Restless it seems , time is precious
Takes heavenly pallette and brushes
With heavenly wishes

Started designing and coloring wings,
Dreaming to take a new form
To make the world jealous
Smiling and fluttering

Cutting the world of beauty and birds
Landing on every flower
For the sweetest nectars, God created
Fluttering all around, to show world of colours


© 2023 Arundass TP


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' God created
Fluttering all around, to show world of colours '

Start to finish, yours are beautiful thoughts, themselves colourful and far fluttering - spreading joy in even the smallest of spaces. Many thanks for offering us your view of the joyous stage called Life, Arundass TP

Posted 6 Months Ago


Arundass TP

6 Months Ago

Thank you friend
So to seek god was the goal but god made colorful to conquer every other. Then it’s better no beauty or colors it needed that catepillar would have never asked for wings and colors if it knew gods intentions just satisfied without world atleast god showers love on every one. I don’t think if everyone
Would seek god. God must give what one seek god not to get rid of him if they seek him.


This is my feeling


Posted 6 Months Ago


Arundass TP

6 Months Ago

Thank you ☺️
"Takes heavenly pallette and brushes
With heavenly wishes" - very artistic - Love this poem!

Posted 6 Months Ago


Arundass TP

6 Months Ago

Thank you friend 😊
Cutting the world of beauty…

Beauty is what everybody in the world deserves, whatever tries to cut your beauty don’t let it!

It is a very sweet world created


Posted 7 Months Ago


Arundass TP

7 Months Ago

Thank you friend 😊
In reading this I immediately remembered how the vision of a butterful is much more than ours. It can see ultraviolet and polarized light making their world brighter and more colored than ours to them we live in a black and white world while they live in the splendors of color we can not see.

Posted 7 Months Ago


Arundass TP

7 Months Ago

Thank you friend for reviewing my poem 😊
In the romantic period they called Him the watchmaker. Here you have shown in many ways how the creators creations outdo Him. Both large and small. Both the watchmaker and the author.

Posted 7 Months Ago


Arundass TP

7 Months Ago

Thank you friend 😊
wow great write being its God light separate all colors but we only see gray love how you brought this together, thanks for sharing, enjoyed the read.

Posted 7 Months Ago


Arundass TP

7 Months Ago

Thanks friend 😊
Mauricio Montoya

6 Months Ago

thank you for sharing
A lovely thought about beauty and color.

Winston

Posted 7 Months Ago


Arundass TP

7 Months Ago

Thanks friend 😊
Well written poem with great experience and awesome selection of words. I enjoyed reading it.

Posted 7 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Arundass TP

7 Months Ago

Thanks friend 😊

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Added on October 3, 2023
Last Updated on October 3, 2023
Tags: Poem, poetry, nature, life, jealousy

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Arundass TP
Arundass TP

Thalassery, Kerala, India



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