A world in darkness
needing colour and light,
so much chaos and destruction
all hope lost, confused.
Within each one of us
there's still that spark,
to colour our world
feel again the essence of beauty.
Never to inhale venom surrounding,
only emanate splendour,
in spirit of tenderness
new birth to behold.
Power of resurgence
to radiate brilliance,
in colours of rainbow
for virtue to shine.
Breezes of fluttering petals
in delicate hues,
inhalations of vividness
to paint a fresh canvas.
Sails of freedom
vibrate a new song,
in virgin melodies
of an exploding new dawn.
A contest entry
- Colorful Image Contest by FaintWhispers.
450 points, ended May 30, 2007, 24 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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My favorite lines:
"Breezes of fluttering petals
in delicate hues,
inhalations of vividness
to paint a fresh canvas."
I think it was amazing.
Great job, and thanks for entering. -
This was like a story of images through such beautiful words. I loved it. It was beautifully sad and very intriging.
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very strong powerful words
which help to make the image come alive
another fantastic write as always
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I love every bit of this (except for "inhale the hatred")
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