Colors Unbroken

Michaelpoet

A time of desperation that collapses unto itself.

Bleakness is a metaphor for unoriginality in a world consumed by chaos.

Lovers tease eternity to justify their contempt for one another.

Why does my seasonal appreciation require a void in acknowledgment of the species to which I was assigned?

 

 

  • Author: Michaelpoet (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 30th, 2023 11:53
  • Category: Haiku
  • Views: 4
Get a free collection of Classic Poetry ↓

Receive the ebook in seconds 50 poems from 50 different authors


Comments +

Comments1

  • Lorenz

    Amazing how often ,our sensitivities at the present moment meet. A simple text that goes to the essential.



To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.