And i was fed sweet lies from a heart.
I bought and paid for it with my precious time............
I sang those sweet purple melodies...
Of the Silver Rain and Golden Rays.
A Perfect tune, A Perfecr Dance,..............
A Certain's fools Paradise.
OF SAND CASTLES,
ON A SEA SHORE.
AND ICE MANSION,
WITH THE WARM MORNING SUN.
AND A STRAW HAVEN,
WITH A TINY SPARK.
GONE AWAY WITH THE BLINK OF AN EYE.
I RISE AGAIN TO MAKE MELODIES,
THIS TIME, OF FADED RAINBOWS ON TAINTED GLASS..
A VITAL LOSS, AND TRAGIC END..
A TOAST TO LEAVING AGAIN.
5 comments:
Tragic and deep but nice.
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I like the hopeful note of the poem. It is well.
Aww a bit sad. Nicely written
Adiya
Muse Origins
Aww a bit sad. Nicely written
Adiya
Muse Origins
nice one,really kool
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