I enter my room
Sad and solemn
For there was still daylight out
And I had to go to bed
I turn on the lamp and see
A soft
Yet bright
Glow
Coming behind the blinds
I dash to the window
I lift the shield of blinds
I let out a gasp
As I stare in wonder
At the sunset
I see the colors of the sky
Emerging behind that house
The colors of the sky
Painted clouds
With shadows of color
Red, oranges, yellows
I am lifted
I smile
As I grab a pencil and my book
And scribble these words
As the sky turns black
Only the sound of the scribble left
It fills the air
And the emptiness soon fills me again
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Love Hate & Everything in Between
Poetrywe all have those words. ones that are best left unsaid. ones that should be said, yet aren't. ones that ruin lives, and ones that save them. here are some such words. words of love words of hate and everything in between ~~~ im rewriting these fou...
