Roses grow redder
Her eyes violent blue
As they tear apart the nothing
That meant everything to you
All small talk aside
I'm so sorry it hurts
You're not acknowledging that
I don't know what's worse
Then the colors shuffle
Like they are breaking their dance
But all of these patterns
Where picked in advanced
These roses are red
The sky violent blue
The light caused light
To reflect off of you
The rain bounced off your cheeks
The moon glowed in your eyes
Now the colors are torn
Speak no witness, bear no lies
Then the colors shift
Like they are breaking their dancers
And you drew blue hearts on your hand
Something about them made you feel better
These roses are red
My lips, cold and blue now
Shivering in the snow
But where are you now?
AMAZING YET AGAIN! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! brittany
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A brilliant poem, considering your age! You deserve a Ten. Keep writing.