Her Nail Enamels
Platinum glitter―
when cold rain is falling
on her window pane
seemingly offering her
a long peaceful slumber
Butterscotch―
when the sun's radiance
embraces the roses in her
rosarium as though promising
her a fine and delightful day.
Limegreen―
when the nature entices her
to wander around its realm
whilst she is in dire need
of rest and refreshment.
Atlantis―
when she is lost in her
reverie and the sound of
ocean waves crashing is
calling as she longs for a solitude.
The color is either
a part of her preparation
for what will come
or depicts her sentiment
for what has came.
She slightly put her hand
in the air and
agonizingly gazed
at her freshly
painted nails.
He scoffed.
"Your today's shade is Dimgray.
It must be about tornado
and storm."
YOU ARE READING
roses of the world
Poetry❝I will pour water over you when you are parched and dry, and draw you in a spot where the sun's tender radiance can kiss your weary body. I will shine up your blades as I whisper to you how beautiful of a flower you are, for keeping your body and s...
