Mossy green solitude
Mixes with honey-colored friendship
To become joy the shade of young grass
To become lilac tinted comfort.
Hot-red despair
Mixes with jet black fear
To fade to soft blue sadness
To fade to white emptiness.
Sun colored jealousy
Mixes with concrete grey disappointment
To make sickly-pale beige
To mark the death of a cotton candy love.
Perhaps lilac has always been more beautiful
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Silent Songs - A poetry collection
PoetryWhen your hear longs for music, but the world is too loud, maybe you can read this and feel a melody in your heart.
