Green is dramatic.
It is intricate and so very detailed.
A soft sound,blurred by those all around.
It's getting harder to hear,when I have no sound.
Green is sharp.
Like piercing through my veins sharp.
It doesn't hurt,not at all.
Because in the end,we all just fall.
Green is deep.
Like his eye's of pain.
Oh,it's all in vain
So lets just die
And then we'll fly of to somewhere
Where green has sound...
YOU ARE READING
those sweet colors
PoetryColors are nice. They can be happy,upbeat and shining. They can be sad,depressing and dark. Colors are unique. I like to write about colors. ---- Free Verse ----
