In a world painted with hues so bright,
Colours dance in the morning light.
Each shade a story, each tint a dream,
Together they form a vibrant stream.
The blue of the sky, so vast and clear,
Whispers of freedom that we hold dear.
The green of the fields, lifeâs tender embrace,
A promise of growth, an endless grace.
Red, the fire, the passion, the heart,
A symbol of love, a work of art.
Yellow, the sun, the warmth, the cheer,
Bringing joy to all who are near.
In the twilight, purple and gold,
Stories of sunset quietly told.
Colours blend and begin to fade,
Leaving behind the beauty they made.