How to paint a picture bright,
when only Black,
on the palette of my life,
ohhh to paint,
to paint,
to paint a rainbow,
to fill the sky,
to sprinkle with Red,
slap on Blue,
flick on Orange,
and dot on Gold,
and
leave,
the Black,
for,
another soul.
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A couple of months ago I came home to face my demons to meet them instead of running which I am very good at and it has been hard but I am glad I came.
THANK YOU for sticking around, THANK YOU for being here.
Great comeback poem… for me it becomes very visual… thanks for the insight.
If i could, i would!!
beautiful creation.. i just love it..
A lovely piece of writing. I have missed you and worried about you in your absence.
I love the hope in your poem. The hope in your soul ? Glad you are back, too.
Welcome back:-) I missed getting notifications in my e-mail regarding new posts. Anyways I just wanted to say that I like this poem it’s picturesque.