She walks her line of destiny,
in a paint box coloured world,
in a tangle of emotion,
her feelings yet unfurled.
Never looking back,
ever looking down,
she walks inside a canvas,
yet wears a darkened crown.
Emotions wear their colours,
they play within her mind,
hues of irridescence,
feelings soft entwined.
Unopened doors of circumstance,
locked, yet, in her way,
but can she find the key,
to taste this cabaret.
Rainbow painted dreamer,
touched by love or sorrow ?
Multicoloured journey,
that leads her to tomorrow.
Author notes
Picture credit - http://media.photobucket.com/image/colorful%20or%20colorfull/randah95/colorful-4.jpg
A contest entry
- The Color Washed Out Of The Rainbow ™ by Ignis Corpus.
425 points, ended October 25, 2008, 9 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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you took my breath away. this was absolutely amazing. I think I just found my new favorite poet. I love the last four lines. its thought provoking. because love and sorrow can both completely change someone and it's hard to tell which it is that did it. Good Luck. but you don't need it.
Inkstaind
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Wow. You did a great job with this picture. Geeze, people has their competition comming up. I loved the lines "she walks inside a canvas,/yet wears a darkened crown." They made me smile. I hope that all people in this contest does great. I wish you the best of luck in this.
Converse Queen
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