What is the color of shame?
Is it the black coal of our burnt pride?
Or the muddy stains that beautify our name
When we take a costly ride?
Is it the red blush of one bathed with admiration?
Or the golden smile of one put on a spot
When compliments rain unending?

What is the color of shame?
Is it the brown protruding belly
like a ball at sixteen?
Or the black shades the world paints you
For falling deep into deceit?
Is the dark regrets that fill your heart
And pierces your soul?
Or the wishes you’d have come true
If you could turn back the hands of time?

What is the true color of shame?
Like an artist,
we paint these images in memories
that sometimes never fade.
Take a deeper look and you’ll see
That there’s beauty in every shame
If only we’re willing to rewrite history again.
In art, every mistake is a design.
Regardless of the shame,
You can still create a masterpiece!

Esther Kalu
Esther Kalu Ndidi also known as Rukenny is budding poet, short story writer, content writer, freelance writer and journalist who explores her love for writing with the scribbles from her heart, with the aim of impacting positive change. She is a student of Mass Communication in Yaba College of Technology, Lagos. Esther blogs at Rukenny's Secrets.