Blue

 With a crisp, short name

Yes, you heard it right,

Blue likes to play a unique game,

Blue likes to change the light.

With serene hues,

Yet bold forms,

You can't resist colour blue,

Blue's both the calm and the storm.

Blue is constant,

Being the colour of sea and sky,

Blue is not hard to hunt - 

It is present everywhere; be it low or high.

Like the vast ocean that contain salt,

The bright yet dark blue sucks up your fear,

Blue is, like red, a symbol of bravery and courage's vault,

But it fights with peace, unlike the violent red which fights with bright colours far yet near.

Blue comes in forms of all,

Subtle, dark, bright, jarring,

But not one colour has been disliked by them all,

Each and every colour has its own standing.

Blue, well, is it a symbol of sadness too?

Or is it just our own assumption?

Not all bad things are dark, not all skies are blue,

And not always does blue, for sadness, function.

Blue establishes peace and hope,

With its striking, diverse, positive shades,

So give my favourite colour a chance, will you,

Because when you feel it, you'll understand the truth about Blue the Great.