#WritcoPoemPrompt33
Nine colours for nine auspicious days,
Celebrating the destruction of evil,
And the beginning of a new life,
In the dance of time, where darkness sways.

The first is yellow, a bright, golden hue,
A sunrise glinting with hope anew.
It whispers of courage, of rising tall,
And reminds us that light conquers all.

The second is green, the colour of earth,
A symbol of nature, of rebirth.
It spreads like a forest, lush and deep,
A promise that life will never sleep.

Next comes red, with its fiery glow,
A blaze of passion, a strength we know.
It burns with the fire of will and might,
Guiding us through the darkest night.

Fourth is white, pure as driven snow,
It carries the peace that we all know.
A blank canvas, free from stain,
It’s a fresh start, a release from pain.

Then appears black, not sorrow’s shade,
But the depth of night where dreams are made.
It holds the secrets of starry skies,
And in its silence, wisdom lies.

Sixth is orange, a soft, warm ray,
That flickers like twilight at the end of day.
It celebrates balance, the gentle embrace,
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