Questions For You

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Which is the favorite color of the rainbow?

Why do the raindrops commit suicide on your windowpane?

What do your clothes whisper in the wardrobe, while you sleep?

What secrets does your pillow keep?

What if your alarm clock rang in your dream, like a bell?

When you look into your bathroom mirror, do you see a friend or a foe?

What does your toothbrush think of you?

When you shower, do you sing or sigh?

Are your shoes happy that they are your shoes?

How often do you offend the morning songbirds with your headphones?

What if, one morning, while you cross the street with the zebra, a car runs over your inattentive self?

Will the onlookers call the animal ambulance?

Or only you will die?

What will become of your biochemical soul then?

A cherry, an earwig, or a dew drop on a daffodil?

Or perchance a color of the rainbow?

Which one?

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PS: Ever since I reached the alarming conclusion that I might die in the near future, I’ve become curiously poetic.

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44 thoughts on “Questions For You

  1. Blue….when I see the sky. Green…when wandering through forests. Red….when I need a smile. Purple….when my heart is soft and aware. Never pink….don’t ask me why!

  2. Yeah here are the answers as by sequence :-
    1. All colors, 2. Because theya are depressed to fall from such heights in life 3. they whisper who’ll they be meeting the next time the wardrobe is opened 4. Bell!! I’ll be ringing it 5. An awesome person in the mirror 😉 6. That I am a ruthless one 7. I sing in the bathroom 8. no. I am too heavy for my shoes 8. Never, I love them the song birds, 9. I’ll say goodbye to Mr. Zebra , coz , 10. I’l die and 10. will dissipate in the horizon …. 🙂

  3. Which is the favorite color of the rainbow? ROYGBIV.

    Why do the raindrops commit suicide on your windowpane? It’s not suicide, it’s homicide; the clouds drop them.

    What do your clothes whisper in the wardrobe, while you sleep? I wish she’d find the monster already—I’m tired of sharing the hanger.

    What secrets does your pillow keep? Well if I told you they wouldn’t be secrets anymore, would they?

    What if your alarm clock rang in your dream, like a bell? I don’t know. I don’t have an alarm clock.

    When you look into your bathroom mirror, do you see a friend or a foe? I see a person who doesn’t know any better and wishes she did.

    What does your toothbrush think of you? Little circles, little circles, not back and forth, human; idiot.

    When you shower, do you sing or sigh? Both.

    Are your shoes happy that they are your shoes? Am I happy that my shoes are my shoes?

    How often do you offend the morning songbirds with your headphones? The morning songbirds ARE my headphones.

    What if, one morning, while you cross the street with the zebra, a car runs over your inattentive self? I would like to think the zebra would avenge me.

    Will the onlookers call the animal ambulance? No, they should call the human ambulance because the driver of the car that ran over my inattentive self will need one after the zebra’s through with him.

    Or only you will die? Valiantly, yes. And maybe the driver of the car that ran over my inattentive self, depending on what the zebra does with him.

    What will become of your biochemical soul then? The zebra will eat it, because I told him to; yes, even the bones.

    A cherry, an earwig, or a dew drop on a daffodil? Earwig.

    Or perchance a color of the rainbow? Pass. I’ll keep the earwig.

    Which one? I just told you pass, I’ll keep the earwig; keep up, will ya?

    😀

    Sweet poem. 🙂 Double thumbs up!

    ✘Ⓐ

  4. Favorite color of the rainbow..gold, because it already has yellow_ but not of such magnificence .Why else would it let leprechauns run up and down its bow fetching buckets of gold?

  5. I like the color of blue. It matches my eyes, or maybe red because that also matches my eyes, or maybe green for I envy or maybe yellow when I am under the weather, or maybe orange from the sunburn I avoid.

  6. Was just about to comment: Glad to see you here, you must be feeling better–until I read the last line. Well, at least some good is come from your ailment–your poetry/prose is lovely. The line about the headphones and songbirds hit me hard–I’m going to try to do without so I can better hear their song

  7. Which is the favorite color of the rainbow?

    violet

    Why do the raindrops commit suicide on your windowpane?

    there trying to enter inside but forget about the window

    What do your clothes whisper in the wardrobe, while you sleep?

    i don’t know I’m asleep remember

    What secrets does your pillow keep?

    secrets its not allowed to tell

    What if your alarm clock rang in your dream, like a bell?

    more like a firetruck siren

    When you look into your bathroom mirror, do you see a friend or a foe?

    i see me then i walk away

    What does your toothbrush think of you?

    not that toothpaste……….. again

    When you shower, do you sing or sigh?

    sing, listen, then sigh

    Are your shoes happy that they are your shoes?

    my feet are happy in my shoes

    How often do you offend the morning songbirds with your headphones?

    almost never

    What if, one morning, while you cross the street with the zebra, a car runs over your inattentive self?

    first i wouldn’t be crossing the street with a zebra

    Will the onlookers call the animal ambulance?

    no cause there was no zebra

    Or only you will die?

    i wont die ill jump out of the way

    What will become of your biochemical soul then?

    not dead so nothing

    A cherry, an earwig, or a dew drop on a daffodil?

    still nothing

    Or perchance a color of the rainbow?

    IF i was dead i would be blue. but I’m not dead.

  8. I don’t think artists really have a favourite colour; colours choose their favourite artists… although, for the record, my favourite colour is currently red.

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