Poems Through My Percept

Tulips

The orange hue,

Washes my vision;

Tender leaves swiftly moves,

At the gliding glows illusion .

Soft glow paints ,

The Seamlessly shattering hearts ;

Deepest of shimmering shades ,

Pulls the colorless hope at last.

The towering shadows ,

Falls before me in lines ;

Slight glimmer remains ,

Stumbling from blinds.

A tiny star ,

Blinks behind the shady canvas ;

Silvery rays amplifies ,

As the muted bat returns
to senses .

Shades of rainbow ,

Crumble into ashes ;

As the slithering black engulfs,

The spectrum of pastels .

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