eyelids fluttering nervously
about as hummingbirds do;
behind the curtain of lashes lies the marbled neon
blue that only a midday sky can match,
gazing in is like wandering on a lonely beach.
The whites glitter in self-assurance,
like pearls found in the deepest, darkest most
secret ocean,
I get lost...
Time becomes an illusion,
seconds stretch and
morph on occasion
bre
aking the
barriersofrealm
and REALITY
creating anomalies that
.human.language can
barely
barely
barely
describe.
It is easy to underestimate the power of colours.
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YAY
i love this =]
i have tons of things to say.
i love the way colour is used throughout the poem.
i love all the imagery, especially in the first two stanzas.
i love the way you use an ellipsis after "i get lost"
i love the repetition of "barely", it's so effective on the reader.
i love the last line, just wow it blew me away.
the only thing i would say is the line breaks in the first two stanzas feel kinda awkward, i dunno.
other than that this is awesome and i love it and i've missed your writting and you must post more soon!
ElectricBloom
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