Pinkness I need neither white nor red,
Sleepiness I wish, neither living nor dead,
Loose grip of conscious, by a hard touch if it is raped,
So soft is my unconscious, it will be reshaped,
I am afraid my subconscious will suffer most,
Nightmares I may face with a terrifying ghost.
When the dawn broke it was a friend, I admire,
Sharing a pink write and promising pink dreams tonight,
Arresting the ghost who had enchanted my fairy, now free,
Smiled and hoped, pink songs, pink dances, in a pink flush light.
A lovely poem with a meaningful message. We are reminded by this write that everything must be in moderation. Great imagery with a beautiful picture that enhances this marvelous write.
Pinkness I need neither white nor red, ... My memories go back to my schooldays and to chemistry lab. Titration. A little more and you have transcended far beyond, not reached. A little less and you are too far still. Good one.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
you sir now are IN THE PINK OF YOUR LIFE PH ALSO AGREES may be shall quickly