Purple and blue
Such a magical hue
Everytime I look at the sky
They remind me of you
Who knew they could be so torturous?
Who knew they had so much love ?
Who knew they held so much power?
Who knew they are enough to break you all apart?
They hold my memories
Never spoken yet Never forgotten stories
They speak a different language
To love it translates
To me, a deeper meaning they underlie
Because
They remind me of my butterfly
YOU ARE READING
Fall
PoetryThe beauty of the world is in the way we see it. Happiness is how much we celebrate it. Here is a collection of poems that I have written in different occasions. I hope you guys enjoy it. Nandhika Vardhini
