Splashes of color decorate my hand
'Cause I'm the empress of all the land
Jewels adorn my forehead
You should look at me with dread
Who am I? You may ask
I thought it was an easy task
Why of course! I should be feared
For I am the Queen of weird
To read my outside takes a wise kind
But a wiser kin to see my mind
My true colors will dodge your eyes
Forcing you to believe all the lies
I have a whole rainbow, fine
But never a single white line
All the shades and hues are battling
Shaking, stirring, rattling
They're going to fight you, fight you, fight you
And they will bite you, bite you, bite you
My true colors aren't worth seeing
They're all just a state of being
My head is twirling
My conscience swirling
I can't think straight, it's fuzzy
My memory, oh so rusty
Splashes of color decorate my hand
I can't take it anymore, my brain doesn't expand!
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Short Poetry Collection - 2022
PoetryI'll be adding all my short poems from 2022 over here as and when I write them.
