Show Your Springtime Colours

FallenAngel1πŸ•Š


Show your springtime colours
Let them shine so bright
Bounce them off the stars
Shine them through the light
All the colours of the rainbow
Let them shine with pride
Splash them with the afterglow
Of dusk and twilights stride
Show your springtime colours
Paint them in the sky
Use flowers as your brushes
Let your springtime spirit fly


It starts to heat up with this crisp springtime air
Loads of people with their arms displayed and bare
Still I hide under these sleeves,
Plain and quite worn
For I fear if I show my true colors,
They'll look upon me with scorn.
Little red rubys, scattered upon my arm
Some healed white diamonds,
Lasting memories of self-harm
reminders of pain, all along my forearm


Let your springtime spirit fly
If they mock scoff and scorn
Just spit their negativity right back in their eye
Shower the world with the colours of your love
And show that you can’t sink
Your made to rise above
Scars are like battle wounds
They are to be worn as badges and medals of honour for the troubles of life
Wear them proudly with no fear
And challenge those without strife


Throw out your arms, and breathe in that springtime air,
Inhale the colors of the spectrum and match them with what you wear,
If you wear pink,breathe in the gentle blossoms,
If you can let go of yourself and do this, that would be awesome,
If you love to wear blue,breathe in the wide open sky,
And when you pass someone on the street,look them in the eye,
If you want to wear green, keep track of your par,
Just be yourself and be who you are


Breathe in the springtime air
When you exhale
Just let your colours flow without a care
Springtime air across your skin
Let your colours fly
Don’t hold them in

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Comments1

  • _m_ostwanted

    I'm really sorry I couldn't participate in the poem because I've been away for sometime now. πŸ€—

    • FallenAngel1πŸ•Š

      No apologies required from me. I’m sorry you’ve been away. I’ve been kinda away myself. CheersπŸ₯‚πŸŒΉπŸ•ŠπŸŒž



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