Sonnets of insignia
Black is so enticingly raw
Its echo’s oblivion to my soul
It has no hopes any pain just overwhelming barrenness
Poignant memories which now encase me
In its sinful confinement
Whose shackles I never want to be liberated from..
White is unbearably perfect
Anew and breathtaking
Where every masquerade is a façade
An outline that is in itself so seamless
Unblemished and thrifty
Sucks every other color out of my life
But wasn’t it yours to aver?
Red it is so mercilessly appealing
It is hurt but it is love
It slaughters my desires
That once danced to life in your arms
And red is that revolt of my heart
Which unashamedly refuses to forget you…?
Will I ever move on…?
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Tears swept past...
PoesiaI am only me and that is all I ever want to be. I have cried and I have laughed, I have dreamed and yearned. I have sometimes been hurt and left broken but above all I have lived. And I havent stopped dreaming for it is these dreams that have given...
