We met in summer amidst
Pale yellow and wet green.
Not a cloud obstructing,
What was it I had seen?
The fall was unbearable,
Dying brown and slate grey.
Months had to separate
The things I had to say.
Winter brought forth the end,
Angry whites, tired black.
The same story again,
I’ll never get the knack.
I got to know you in spring,
Blossomed pink, purple night.
Everything about me
Hid the love at first sight.
I loved you in summer,
Orange noon and calm lime.
Then life became perfect,
And so I lost the time,
‘Til autumn slowed us down,
Raining blues, choking brown,
And pressure on my heart
When I first saw you frown.
Winter killed us, I saw,
Absent white, flaming grey.
But can I love again?
There seems to be no way.
Spring comes back to call me,
Raining purple, calm white.
By myself, I’m not alone,
Colours get me through the night.















Comments
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If the best years are always ahead, then we will never see them.
Independance is a necessary thing sometimes... but so is codependance.
Those who know the past are still doomed to repeat it regardless.
Yeah, I'm a F\/<king philosopher all right.
Such a colourful past u have had... not always pretty, but colourful..
I hope one day soon u find ure perfect rainbow
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I am so high.. I can hear heaven..
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I am so high.. I can hear heaven..
I really like the seasoned feel that's scattered about this poem, and the abundance of colour and weather being compared to emotions, s'very good my man!
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the walls are painted - different every second
my eyes are of chrome - it is television
can't let go of my leg - it's itching so and bleeding
layer by layer - i'm peeling away
a mirror is hanging - kinda loose on my wall
i'm passing it sideways - i'm saying 'hello'
my brother is halfways - through a book i've left him
he called me today - to see what i'd say
Katatonia - Chrome
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If the best years are always ahead, then we will never see them.
Independance is a necessary thing sometimes... but so is codependance.
Those who know the past are still doomed to repeat it regardless.
Yeah, I'm a F\/<king philosopher all right.
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And I'll Never Stop Dreaming Of You Every Night Of My Life.
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A Deviation A Day, Keeps Sanity Away
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:icongodismycrackwhore: anti-christ
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