The snow slowly turned to the rays of the sun,
Warmth wrapped around the loving home.
The breeze made everything feel like heaven,
And life seemed to have just moved on.
So many little things scattered around,
And we collect peices just to feel these dance,
As if the movements we make won't last long,
We fear every little part of our unknown heart.
The butterflies and the feelings,
And everything else is just a blurred background,
The coulours splased across the stories,
And some beautiful fragments are forgotten.
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Our Violet Walls
PoetryBook #1 in the 'Coloured After Party' Poetry Series. 'Coloured After Party' is my second poetry series after my debut one known as 'If Only Happiness...' When everyone leaves, the night gets lonely with every passing minute. Keeping us in dilemma of...
