paint swishing around
changing your life
color by color
heartbreak by heartbreak.
just the nostalgic feeling
of getting your feelings out
even on a paper or an easel.
the careful strokes,
the sunshine on a sunny day
Ice cream cones and volleyball,
the waves of the sea
then carefully morphed into bruised skies.
soon enough, they turn,
turn into a storm,
the thunder
the lightning
that never turned to sunshine
to sculptures
to happiness.
or even an Ice cream Sundae
on a hot humid summer day.
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I'm freaking out idk what to do when I hit 100%, it came soooooo quickly I'm legit gonna cry so bad. idek about another poem book.
YOU ARE READING
astronomy•poetry
Poéziathese poems are for the lonely, forgotten, the lost poets at three am, and everyone else in between cover credit: -sidjenkins
