Not as much a clue!

Gaze at open space, you'll see
a myriad of colors
each defined, each distinct
Just splash their way; or something they say?
here I sit, I wonder...
Screaming colors, is that really true?

Purple haze oh so mysterious
exploring depths of the unknown;
Or just evading the glare
High n' Mighty and noble?

Swallows in, the black hole
evil in power or
sophistication at its best
it absorbs?

Not untrue,
'tis as pure as is blue
Calm water, peaceful skies
bubbling with life, else raging a depression?

Find yourself in a green maze?                                                                                    
walls around in vigor -
path ahead in envy
time to cross, p\jump back ahead!

Peppy, her hair a shade o' pink                                                                              
wind blowing, life spread
pink mist scattered
fresh, a baby new born!

Bold, bright and red,
can't scream; danger ahead
or a ruse to pull in passion?
Asides, screaming life all through!

Bunch 'em all, you get peace
Clean and pure, there's white
Shut eyes, mind in its calm
Wings fluttering, angels in flight?

P.S.: A sleep-deprived, and a rather not-so-good attempt!