Welcome to Colourless Verses, where the colours are muted, but the poetry is not!
In a world where colours are a distant memory, I still see you in my mind's eye.
Our love is a grey area, a monochrome haze that refuses to subside.
Read more monochrome sonnets →In the city of Ashen, where the skies are a dull grey, I still find my way.
Through the streets of beige and taupe, I'll find you, my love, come what may.
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