Red.
Blood, Birth
Life, Death
Good, Bad
Happy, Mad
Its all in the perspective.
Red
The color of death.
Of Rage and of lust
Of romance
Or of heartbreak
Red
The color of life
Of happiness and energy
Of love
Or of friendship
Red
Its all in the perspective
A butterfly flutters by
Landing on a flower
Sucking up the nectar
Before flying away
you are the butterfly
I the flower
You use me for my flavor
Then you leave
I am empty now
Left alone to wait
To wait for the snow
To wait for rest
It would be better
If i were that flower
Because at least then
I wouldn't be heartbroken
It would be better
If you were that butterfly
Because then
You would have left me for a reason
And i wouldn't be heartbroken...
Helios, slowly rising high
My body follows, my eyes will open
The day has begun
As i wander and walk
As i ponder, lost in thought
The day goes on
Sitting and reading
Maybe just chilling
The day's almost done
Slowly getting dressed
Climbing into bed
The day has ended
The cycle goes on
Round and round
The day is eternal
As the morning sun
Rises high above
I awake
As the silver moon
Floats into the sky
I sleep
This is life
This is death
A cycle
Neverending
Never changing
Eternal
B ecause I know the truth,
E ven when i'm wrong i'm right
A nd because i know you for you
U ntil im done please dont talk
T he truth is that your beauty
I s something that comes from within
F or looks only last
U ntil you change them but
L isten, you are beautiful, because you're you
Music blowing in the breeze
Melodies carried through the world
A tune of majesty and love
A song of pain and heartbreak
This is the truth that i feel
These are the words in my heart
I feel them there
Wanting to be released
And so i let them out
The ink flows like a stream
Looping and curving to my liking
Till a poem has been made
That's the music you hear
The pure sound of love
The death of safety
Is poetry
And so i write
I write and think
And write some more
Because safty means nothing
Without freedom
To live on the edge
Saftey is nothing
Without truth
Without love...
COMMENTS
You are good...
I enjoyed this and the images it invoked in my head....
Quality poem.
I agree you are very good writing i enjoyed this a lot
Listen to the wind
As it whistles through the trees
And listen to the forest
As it rustles with a breeze
Always listen closely
For the soft sweet melody
Look to see the magic
In the dancing of the leaves
Among the concrete roads
And gravel passage ways
An orange tulip grows
Lighting up our days
Among the rocky ledges
And barren rocks and cracks
A pure white lily wedges through
Yet still we turn our backs
Flowers all around us
Yet still we pass them by
Let's stop and smell the roses
Before they wither and die....
A large bright city
Honking and groaning
People pass by
Still not knowing
The pain they have caused
To the earth below
Or the beauty been lost
Destroyed by their life
A large bright city
Reaching to the sky
People pass by
Not hearing the cry
The cry that the earth
From below it lets out
The cry of the dying
We will not find out
A large bright city
Still moving on
People pass by
Looking for fun
This is no fun
No enjoyment for me
This is pollution
Your help, we do need
A beating
A slow soft rythym
One that will never stop
But it has faltered
The beating heart is torn
Ripped to shreds
The heart will no longer beat
No longer let its music flow
The heart is dead
Just like love
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