(a/n: Because I am brain-dead and we're writing poems in school, I will use them instead.)
When the sun wakes up early in the morning
And it tucks itself in for the long, quiet night
When the hue of anger and blood collides
With the optimistic shades of summer
When a blazing fire is fed more fuel
And the sparks dance like tiny fireworks
When the trees grow tired and prepare for sleep
And the season of Halloween brings thrill and fun
When the smell of rubber and the echoing sounds of bouncing increases
Along with the flavors of pumpkin pie
When the smell of citruses permeates the air
And the sky concludes the day
When the fire in our souls burns brightly
And not even the strongest of winds can blow it out
Orange is more than just a color
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Random Poems
PoetryI always think of the most random poems when I'm bored. Some of them are actually good, so it would be a waste if I didn't write them down. I also think of them when I'm upset.
