Lavender

A mix of pink and blue

Mystery, velvet hue

Crossing the lines, bold and beautiful you..

Defying conventions

Ignoring stereotypes

You play uncommonness

Telling everyone, “I am not a lie.”

Mockery couldn’t shake

That spirit willfully stands

In a platform where no one takes

Leading, talking your way

Someone who knew herself better than the rest.

Bee enjoying fresh Lavender flowers
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Blue

Leather jacket

Black nails

Tinted brows and eyelids

Walking straight.

She planted a kiss on her forehead

Adoringly, gathered her in her arms

Listened to her sobs

A soothing pat on her back.

She’s her hero

In curls and rebellious plots

Unconventional, unrequited

To whom she can’t give her love.

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