Somewhere between
Its blue and dark times
The sky was this bright blend of an yellowish orange
I called it happiness.
It doesn't stay long
But when it does,
It just remains.
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The Solitude Lady
PoetryMeet me at the end of horizon. To live and love, Wordless occurrences Ironically briefed through words Through poetry, through symphonies And all that I wish I said. ....... #1 in haikus is the best ranking The Solitude Lady's ever got.
