Can you guess how I got five of these? That's right--class!
Anyways, joking aside, hope you enjoy :)
Love is roses in July, lifeblood red
It sounds like soft whispers and loud laughter
It smells like cinnamon and sweatshirts, like possibilities
It tastes like mint chap stick and a shared dessert
Love feels like a candle
Hate is loathing rising up inside, filling every inch of your being with red
It sounds like creaking floorboards at one in the morning
It smells like burnt toast, like dark fantasies
It tastes like copper and salt, a bloody potion brewed by silence
Hate feels like arson
Desperation is twilight phone calls, an indigo sky backdrop
It sounds like a envelope being torn open
It smells like smoke on a sunny day
It tastes like a mother's tears
Desperation feels like clenched fists on a rainy night
Exhaustion is a slow suicide, bruised purple
It sounds like soft sighs and stifled yawns
It smells like frazzled nerves, like unwashed clothes
It tastes like coffee, a bitter ambrosia
Exhaustion feels like itchy eyelids
Hope is a blank page, an iridescent sunrise
It sounds like the rapid-fire click of a keyboard
It smells like that tiny coffee shop, the one where they know your order
It tastes like ripe-cherry 'I love you's, floating up to survive with the stars
Hope feels like once upon a time
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Pure ~ A Collection of Poetry
PoetryA simple collection of poems I've put together, meant to get you thinking. I wrote some and gathered some, but if you don't like poetry, don't read. ;) RANKED #356 IN POETRY ON 7/27/2016!
