Purple Colour Poem by onward mutapurwa
Purple Colour
Winding back the hands of time,
In a holy Roman empire im Leo3 of her heart
if she was to blee roses, i
guess they could have been ultra purple
For purple is the colour,
rainbow is her face upon the sky and
violet is her name inside the earth as
Byzantine is the throne of majesty,
Constantinople a stool full of scent petals she busk on,
i guess we have gone for a gorgious purple reign
Thank you for sharing this- -very nicely and uniquely done! ! ! Looking forward to reading more of your work
I love the colour purple, I can well understand why it's the colour of live, a purple flower looks beautiful. A great write.
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I would like to translate this poem
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5/5/2024 9:52:19 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A good start with a nice poem, Onward. Read my poem Love and L u s t. Thanks.