We all see colours
The shapes, lines, and patterns
They add vibrancy to the world
You are like colours
Your personality is bright as yellow
Your soul is beautiful, like blue
Your spirit is rare, like red
Your imagination is grand like green
You are neon in a field of dulls
But my dear, don't let them null you
Feel the pull
To be something perfect in your own right
So my love don't sull your person
Don't be anything less than
Perfection
YOU ARE READING
silent screams
Poetrythe screams of the soul from someone who has suffered loss, pain, and heartbreak. everything we all want to say but never can. for all my wordsmiths, this one is for you. #1 in rhyme #5 in poetry #1 in poetry collection #2 poeticjustice
