the motion of thoughts that breath deep
inhaling and exchanging with the black shadows of forgotten screams.
raining droplets of blues down around the forest of dreams.
with rainbow technicoloured smoke sticking to the leaves.
crimson words that burn through the golden stars of fantasies.
shining through the cloud of green trees
as foggy gray lyrics surround the trunks of life
iced in a silver frozen fantasy
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Author:
kitty the naughty poet (
Offline) - Published: May 16th, 2022 02:06
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Comments2
Good write Kitty.
I never knew there was so much to poetry. Well, I know now! lol.
Interesting writing , Katy 🙂 like your words
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