Spectrum.


Life is a spectrum, 

But in a reverse order. 

Ending is usually mum, 

Though the beginning seems broader. 


Red, a vibrant, lovely start, 

All is satisfying around us.

Life is assumed as a beautiful art,

Free of innumerable fuss. 


Orange, it gets jovial,

Probably, the best phase of life.

Considered to be a testimonial,

Happiness is rife. 


Yellow, joy fades away,

Youth taking a front seat.

We need reasons for gay,

Also, goals become great feats.


Green, it settles down, 

Everything is subtle.

 The fire within calms down,

 Relationships don’t shuttle.


Blue, a soothing time,

Life is a melancholy.

Gradually becoming a slower climb,

Decreasing the number of folly.


Indigo, it turns to a darker side,

Life gets older.

It feels the need of a living guide,

To pass through this boulder. 


Violet, it is all dark,

Mum is the whole world.  

It is the time to bow, 

And depart to our dream world.


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