Violet Mood Poem by Vera Sidhwa

Violet Mood



Violet Mood


I sat with my pen in my hand.
The thoughts from above did land,
On my paper one by one,
So serious, so straight forward.

It was a violet mood.

I sat on a rock thinking,
Thinking about so many thoughts,
The thoughts which bought,
Everything I sought.

It was a violet mood.


My plume finished off the story,
About so many things sad,
And glory.
I felt my story held in my story.

I was in a violet mood.

Saturday, May 30, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: mold,violence
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