Yellow
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Yellow? I hate it
I wonder why such a color exists
What's it for? What does it symbolize?
I never like the color
Oh but what do I love?
Writing
I love writing
Why do I write?
Why not?
It's an escape, a break, freedom I long for
What does it have to do with yellow?
Nothing
Oh it's nothing until the ray of sunshine falls upon his face
Until my eyes glow at his sight
Until it feels like there's another door to escape from the dark
And the light from the door is so bright it's blinding
And my hands yearn for a writing
And the glow is yellow and it looks beautiful
So beautiful when he emerges through the door
YOU ARE READING
Midnight Thoughts ✔
Poesia"Writing can heal us too." ㅡ Midnight Thoughts is a collection of poems, real life conversations, fictional stuff, unsent letters, and most importantly, thoughts. This is for the ones who haveㅡ ...had their hearts broken. ...gone through bad breakup...
