Her eyes were like shattered glass.
Carried by the waves of her soul,
they stranded on a place that she can't call home.
Once sharp, and now
without any edges;
molded by all the storms her heart went through.
But after so many years,
the colors of the sea, now finally,
shine anew.
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| Colors of Humanity |
PoetryMy attempt at describing people, relationships and stories through color related poems. But since blue, red or yellow are so vague, I will get more specific... [Some might be triggering or unsettling] Highest rank: #340 in poetry (6th July, 2016) #3...
