A mess
a mess of soul
a mess of body
a mess of mind
cluttered and noisy
packed with chaos and confusion
a disharmonious discord
clashing sounds
burning lucid colors
all enhanced by a background of velvety onyx
all slowly crumpling together
unitll only black and white remain
the root of all color
the absence of light
building blocks of life and death
of love and hate
all contained in one mess
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Hey guys, thanks for reading today's poem. I hope you all enjoyed it! Have a great day and I'll see you in the next update!
Signing off- Windygal
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Collection of Original Poems
PoetryHi guys this is Windygal here! This new book is a collection of some poems I've written. I hope you like them.
