| General Poetry posted January 14, 2012 |
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Journal into poetry
Chosen Colors
by playinaround
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Whoever claimed sorrow be blue
and crimson - rage would be are not aware the darkened hues that dwell inside of me Sad - I'd paint in shades of gray Ash scattered to the sea Brown my chosen cast for rage Deceitful eyes were these Angst would be a mix of all, no colors would it lack Begins in psychedelic sprawl, then quickly turns to black The browns and grays I hold inside, less cumbrous than they seem Gazing toward a sunset sky, revives the hope in me Why, you ask, this silly game? I do not fully know but rightfully we all can name the colors of our soul |
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Thank you so much, RagsAuggie, for the beautiful sunset!
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