Dark hues of reality
Hovers in the mind incessantly;
Trying to cover the shade,
the tint and shadow;
Amid the abyss of fantasy,
Red I dreamt but can't be.
Treading the path of colors,
But solely with purple, lavender and lilac;
But I long to hold scarlet; however
The string reflection pulled me back, said, "you can't".
Like reds and violets,
Our hearts never complements;
Apart, they wave and reflect the same colour,
Together, impossible to make one true color.
Write comment. Such a nice poem, Ana Liza. Read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks
A well composed poetic expression, dear ate Ana...10++++
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I would like to translate this poem
red and violet, never compliments. good poetic image