I forgot the inspiration of this poem, so I can't say much about it. It feels delicate to me, and I imagined those people to be the ones representing my chain, like a bracelet filled with magic and memories. It is one of the abstract types that I like to read over and over. Deep, but light on the vocabulary.
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CHAIN
A clear bead
Borne from daylight
Sits by the sunrise
Of beginnings
Of new sight
A white bead
Borne from heaven
Comes down from the sky
Expectations,
Eleven
A gold bead
Borne from embers
Ignites the senses
Upon a dream,
Remembers
A blue bead
Borne from water
Chills the rapid pulse
To harmony
Of matter
A brown bead
Borne from nature
Slows the age of stress
Simplicity,
A teacher
A teal bead
Borne from a cloud
Raining on a smile
Taken away
By a crowd
A red bead
Borne from passion
Stolen from teardrops
By ownership,
Attraction
A black bead
Borne from shadow
Fused by repulsion
Of merriment
And sorrow
A gray bead
Borne from distance
Of need and excuse,
Indifference
Of a glance
An orange bead
Borne from loving
A key rusted out
Emotional,
Unwanting
A pink bead
Borne from pages
Of unknown whispers
Upon demand,
And rages
A violet bead
Borne from reason
That crosses all bounds
To letting go,
A season
A green bead
Borne from sadness
Upon hopeless words,
Fallen wishes,
All madness
A string made
Borne from nothing
But from a far twin,
And not a kin,
Anything
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A Collection of Poems
PoesiaThese poems are just some of the little pieces that make up my life. Whenever I get inspired by someone or something, I write a little story about it in the form of a poem. In a way, it helps me express what I have in my mind in a very vague way. I'...
