Red Like Hope
My hope is red. Like a beating heart. On top of a volcano. Like the sweets in a bag. Melting on your tongue. Like the dress you wore. Under a scarlet lunar eclipse. Like the lipstick on my collar.
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My hope is red. Like a beating heart. On top of a volcano. Like the sweets in a bag. Melting on your tongue. Like the dress you wore. Under a scarlet lunar eclipse. Like the lipstick on my collar.
You know, I didn't realise this steeple was so high, And I am still climbing, ever climbing guys, 5 months and 236 long hard steps, And me with all these crazy words in my head And I suddenly realise...
Water ripples~~~ against toasted grains:::::, soaking up its last remains. A light beams<<< at sapphire blue glass, shadows the land, that is moving fast.
(Rhyme time!) Flashing white, searing blue, Contacts blaze against the view, Vertigo implodes the sky, A chill hangs strong, frost, waking nigh.
A picture A thousand words Poetry A thousand thoughts Emotions A mixture Sought. Sight An effulgent moon Wax and wane Sense An abstract boom Flutters and gathers The lost, Creating Poetic peace.
Dreamer he invades. Reality soon fades. Flavoured fragrance of. Yesterday. Entwined with flowers of. Tomorrow. Sun kissed fountains. Dances with your mystery. Spreads colour across.
*This is a compilation of parts of various poems I have written that I have combined to create another poem :) Hope you enjoy...