In the pink and purple and blue of the softly breaking morning
With the awakening of sparkling dew
The sun shoots friendly frolicking rays,
Kissing merrily flowers’ cheeks,
Dancing cheerfully on trees’ tops,
Pinching grass leaves teasingly.
As Day is growing into maturity
Happy carefree rays becoming irritated, frustrated, even bored
Burning playmates spitefully almost into the ground.
Without a single sound,
proudly discarding painful cries coming from the ground.
Slowly Day is dying
Bleeding to death in red and orange hue
Giving up the fight for Light and Love that is due
For lovers to pursue.
Surviving barely, Hope is bringing joyful news to Night -
although Moon and her brilliant shining stars will be leaving her side
she will fall pregnant soon and bare a child -
Tomorrow will be born in pink and purple and blue
A new Day for lovers to pursue
Light and Love and sorrow too.
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Author:
Rhyne van der Colff (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: When a relationship starts, it is wonderful and exciting but as time goes by the novelty wears off. Then starts the irritations and sometimes spitefulness. When the relationship ends, it feels like night but then one meets another friend and the cycle starts again. unless one learnt from previous experience to love as God loves us: unconditional. That does not mean we will never have sorrows or emotional pain, but we will experience mutual respect and relationships that last.
- Category: Friendship
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Comments3
Good read, Rhyne.
Good words Rhyne.
Andy
Your authors comments bears the wisdom of experience. A series of lessons which there is only one way to learn.
So too, it is within the metaphor of your poem.
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