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Colourful pain goes empty

Contributed by petulinka on Thursday, 11th November 2010 @ 04:32:18 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry

Bloody red
is spilling around
like a stain on the earth
It´s getting further and further on and unexpectedly it hits the eyes of viewer standing in the void far away
The fresh green grass
absorbs his body without asking
and the hope hidden deep inside can not be masking anymore
A white bird
is growing up away from his shelter
erasing the evidence that he´s ever been there.
Viewer is standing on the burned ground, feeling like to never make any other effort ever again.
And a blue calm ocean
is pouring down his face
like a morning kiss in the afternoon.
All around the atmosphere of dusty smothering mixture is inhalating in his lungs.
He sits there,
head in hands
howling with the pain he cant bear anymore.
All fears appearing so sudden leaving his throat so sore.
How could this happen in the first place?
He gets calmer,
breathes in,
breathes out,
breathes in
breathes out.
Pale eyes are staring to the nothingness of being.
It´s like he wanted to say something,
then words loose their meanings on the way.
No white birds,
no green grass
just a red carpet of grief.
All pleasures gone, so quick
Looking around doesn’t mean anything,
trying to move will come in vain.
Maybe
one day he finds his salvation,
maybe
one night, he wont be scared anymore.
But for now, and many steps he´s supposed to take there´s no relief,
he´s lost in black and white world
full of pretended
promises.

Copyright Â© petulinka ... [ 2010-11-11 16:32:18]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: Colourful pain goes empty (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Friday, 12th November 2010 @ 05:24:36 PM AEST
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Woooowww this is a very powerf7ul write even tho it's sad.
Awesome work.
blessings,
emy

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