This is a short poem based off the colour blue.
Blue water beautiful and bright.
Blueberries to eat at night.
Blue sky filled with soft clouds.
Blue lake that doesn't attract crowds.
Bluebirds flying through the deep blue sky,
Bluebells, on the ground they slowly die.
Blue eyes, cold and sharp,
Blue heart, hidden behind a blue tarp.
Blue rose, growing in the tall wall,
Blue, cold fingers, trying not to fall.
Blue clothing, hidden under the black,
Blue jeans, dark horse, never coming back.
Blue eyes that sparkle like Diamonds
Blue hair, but it is not Simons'.
Blue walls, some soft and some dark,
Blue mood, emotions bare and stark.
Blue mist that curls around us like a fist,
Blue juice, once loved, now off the list.
Blue is the colour of calm and serenity,
Blue is the colour of despair in the cemetery.
Blue is the colour of all things cold,
Blue eyes hold warmth as yet untold.
Blue is the colour of freedoms from lust,
Blue is the colour when you've lost all trust.
Blue is a cold colour, sad but true.
Blue is the colour of the deepest, real you.
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