In the midst of delusional rage I saw RED
RED as hot as burning flame
Rising from the center of the Earth
Consuming all it encounters
Devouring, Ravaging
the RED grows hotter, bigger
as it consumes all the positivity I have left
Only to leave darkened ember
Trying hard to stay alive
Crackle
Crackle
Crackling without sound
Burnt ashes the only thing left
In the place of what once was
something extraordinarily
BLUE and beautiful.
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LIFE IS - Colour
PoetryWhen life is an observation of others and a contemplation of oneself Darker moments captured in words full of pain and loneliness Happiness trapped inside the phrases full of hope and life For eternity and beyond A compilation of contemplation Part...
