Blue the sky,
Blue the lakes.
Blue, the colour of the world that is fake.
Blue, now that is turning into grey.
Blue that held the sorrow and the pain.
Blue not all that it has is bad.
Blue the colour of freedom and sky.
Blue that give coolness to the eyes.
Blue the bright.
Blue the pure light.
And I ended up writing this poetry out of blue, right!?
YOU ARE READING
♡||Unspoken Feelings||♡
PoetryJust like A flower, She'll Bloom and Wither Away. Trying to describe life with the Feelings that I have, Using the beauty of Words. Poem Book. #Wattys2019
