I stare at the sky for the answers
Mankind cannot give me
I pray for a meaning to this life.
Colours splattered across the sky
Blues and reds and yellows
They all collide
into a beautiful sunset.
Understanding sinks in.
Time holds onto my wrist.
Clouds engulf me in white mist.
My words will never exist.
YOU ARE READING
Pretty In Yellow
PoésieA bundle of poems that explore the tainted world of yellow that is my mind. I hope you can feel the emotions of despair, desire and delight I try to express through my words of poetry. "You are dripping in luminosity, The very definition of yellow."...
