"This is Purple"
It is the velvety touch of rose petals,
And the sting of the thorns.
The moisture from the leaves and petals,
And the feeling of danger the flowers bring to you.
It is the toxicity of love,
And the aches in your heart.
It is the tug on your heartstrings,
And the mystery in the mist,
And the fear of what lurks below the water.
It is the poison
in a relationship;
And the death
Of every beautiful thing.
It is the electricity,
Lighting up the clouds in flashes...
The crash of thunderous light,
Kissing the ground.
It is the venom
In a snake bite,
And the warning in the scales.
It is the silver, dead-eyed stare,
That sends a chill down your spine.
It is the ink rippling,
Flowing,
Spilling from the bottle.
It is the bleeding of ink into
The pages of fickle and frail paper.
It's the horror
In a scary movie;
And the birth of
Terrifying creatures...
So ask me once again,
What is this?
...
This is purple.
YOU ARE READING
Life Notes & Love Letters
PoetryThis is the next chapter of my life, might as well start it right... I'm recording my emotions, that are deep enough to fill an ocean. And don't get bored of my rhymes, they're just in my work sometimes... Enjoy~! Please leave any comments, tips, t...
