It tasted like colors,
A rainbow in the sky.
It tasted like lyrics,
a song that'll never die.It tasted like love
A small sweet kiss.
It tasted like forgiveness,
Of someone that was missed.It tasted like the dark,
Nothing but despair.
It tasted like sadness,
With no hope left to spare.It tasted like heartbreak,
The tears flowing down.
It tasted like hopelessness,
Still lost but never found.It tasted like a poem,
Words upon a page.
It tasted like sorrow,
Trapped within a cage.It tasted like the ending,
Of everything I've thought.
It tasted like searching,
For more words when there is not.Now Here's the actual end,
Of this poem that you've read.
But It tasted like beginning.
Of another poem in my head-
YOU ARE READING
When the sun rises [poetry]
PoetrySuch dread when the sun rises Lunar awards 2023 2nd place winner Best Rankings: #1 in Rhyme #2 in Prose #3 in Poetry #13 in Poetrycollection