Colour your mind, charm your world

 She walked into the room after that heated argument with her eyes fixed downwards on the tiles. She struggled with her facial expressions in order not to look frail. Her face were tightened up like a warrior and her stomach lurched. Her lungs gave little or no room for air to pass. Her head was hot and her feet tingled. The air in the room became musty and unbearable yet she poised herself like the queen of England gently to her seat. She wasn't going to break the bricks and layers of pride she had built, she definitely wasn't going to let tears melt down the cement she smeared all over her tower of pride.  From her side eye, she could see him pressing his phone, oblivious and graceful. Full of peace and calmness. He was oblivious to her tower and while she burning red hot inside, he giggled at the pictures in front of him.

 You sat amongst your brothers And together, you ate colanut with finely brewed tea The smile on your faces were even But you, I know you. Your heart reeks of spite The type that comes from a reicarnated soul You stare innocently but your eyes speak volumes I see the envy and pride Ripening like pure palm wine, ready to be tapped You hugged your brothers with a snare when no one looked I saw you. You broke the sacred oath your father bestowed I saw you pass a sword through your brother's heart In a foreign land, he bled and died without dignity He was buried in shallow sand like a mad dog Like an outcast who was sent to the evil forest I saw you. In your chamber you gloried Marvelling at your orchestration While you put up a facade of tears amongst brothers You are the thorn underneath flowers I saw you. History has never held a stone up The sun looked at you with fury and disgust Your brother died in a strange land unknown Your corpse will be paraded shamefully in your hometown. C

 Today will be different from the others because I have walked into this cold and dark room which I left for months. I turned on the lights and there they were, my memories. They blossomed and coloured the room like a rainbow and my grey heart began to leap for Joy. On the walls were my thoughts, a compilation of letters and words that has the tendency of lighting the darkest paths in your hearts.  I am climbing the ladder to consistency but my feeble legs keep me glued to a spot and in the process the lights in my room go off. I do not like this. However, every single time I walk back into the room and the lights come back on, I am revived to keep colouring! I am CataleaBonez, it is my duty to colour your mind, so you can Charm your World...