In my sorrow
I dress up in purple,
put a green ribbon in my hair,
wear a pink coloured smile on my lips.
shine on me,
the red warmth cuddles me,
listen to the golden rays sing me a lullaby.
northern lights of my heart.
Strength will I gain.
Together we will beat the sorrow.
20 comments:
Yes, harness the colours to fight by you, against the blues, against the dark gloomy moods...
I hope the colours will do that for me. With me, Kutuharju.
I love the image, I love the poem.
You're very lovable, Mick:)
The burden of sorrow seems much lighter when you have someone to share it with. Lovely poem, Susu!
Together we're stronger. Thank you, Kenneth.
Sorrow seems to work with bright colours too. Somebody must stare at you walking in the city with all those colourful clothes and tears in your eyes!
Oh, people don't pay attention to sorrow, chrome3d, they just walk on by and try to find something to shop:)
Hi Susupetal!
Lovely poem!
Thanks for your comments on Blogtrotter, now at the Michigan Law School! Left a reply to your last comment there!
Hope you take pleasure in it and wish you a great week!
Thanks, Gil, I'll have a look in your blog.
for sure imagining the pink colored lips alrady has put a smile on my face :-)
i think the methodology should work
:-)
I believe it will, Azer.
A lovely and colourful poem!
Very colourful, Peter:)
Have the sales started already or did you have all those colours in your wardrobe?
Sales have been going on for a while already, HPY:)
Together we're stronger, so true!
I love this poem!
Thank you, Krystyna.
It's good to read this right now. Gotta keep fighting. Gotta keep trying to work things out. I do know. Oh, I do know.
Strength to go on.
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