Brushed On The Wall Poem by Methods Create Madness

Brushed On The Wall



Brushed on the wall
all colors in dark
an image once seen in a flash
a tall Green tree unclimbable by men
Red brides smiling in tears
in the pitch Black night while opening up to the sky
for the Blue oceans crush

pain fades in Orange with hands on arms
and the cold, White snow lay waste to the fall

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