The sun rises only in dreams
With its golden vigour
Sometimes also the moon
Raining with its silver smile
There is no end to the night,
The purity of its darkness
Bears not only the earth
But the stars of the entire universe
See, all colours shine
And then fade away
But the burning colour of blood
Sticks to the darkness for ever
Yes, we have painted the darkness
With our multicoloured dreams
But blood is the only colour
That keeps the darkness alive.
Canvas, darkness, sun and the moon, the colour of red, so many themes come to the fore in this poem. thank you very much. tony ✔
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Canvas, darkness, sun and the moon, the colour of red, so many themes come to the fore in this poem. thank you very much. tony ✔