Splash

Just when the hamster thinks the world would stand still,
his hopes turn into a pointless whirl of revolutions,
and he watches his vision blur into a splash of colors.
With the crimson shades of jealousy and anger leading the pack,
and the blues of diurnal life following suit. Rather sincerely.
The yellow of a few rays of honest sunshine that find their way,
into the omnipresent dark spaces of the capacious cage.
The hamster's smile, a broad white flash of light,
while a hidden sinister motive flaunts a deathly green.
The murkiness of life imbued in a dirty, dark brown.
And yet, his hazel eyes look so glorious in the sunlight.
When he collides with the broken bits of a certain milestone,
he shares a familiar tenor with their sheen and texture.
The medley of tongue and taste- a ballet of senses!
All the world, a bittersweet violet!
Or, is it purple? Indigo? Olive?
The sky, a morbid gray, a stark blue, a deathly red!
And the ocean, a thirsty empire of blues and greens!

Divinity, not a pearly white, but a fierce motley!
Divinity, a cuisine of contrasting tastes!
Divinity, an outburst of overriding emotions!
A volcano, a quake! A whole evolution of Man!
Tethered to a lifetime, stands a lone day!
Colourless, at first. Colourless, in the end.