White I often feel that every season Has blended into you in every shade I see it in the changing colors Of your face that I behold. With your sad face, every color Turns into a different hue And seeing you happy, You bloom even in the harsh summer sun Like a night-blooming jasmine flower. Yes, when everything is changing every moment, I am talking to you about not changing again... Every color of yours that touches the soul will always be remembered. ©Sup_holster

Sup_holster

White your sky is yours and you should love your heights because your destiny is yours no one will ever fill any colour in it so fill your colour snd make it green ©Sanjay Ojha

Sanjay Ojha

White I often feel that every season Has blended into you in every shade I see it in the changing colors Of your face that I behold. With your sad face, every color Turns into a different hue And seeing you happy, You bloom even in the harsh summer sun Like a night-blooming jasmine flower. Yes, when everything is changing every moment, I am talking to you about not changing again... Every color of yours that touches the soul will always be remembered. ©Sup_holster

Sup_holster

White your sky is yours and you should love your heights because your destiny is yours no one will ever fill any colour in it so fill your colour snd make it green ©Sanjay Ojha

Sanjay Ojha