Lexy Sogl

Rookie (15/08/92 / São Paulo, Brazil)

The Pessimist's Sky - Poem by Lexy Sogl

Purple sky
Bruised by what was never nearby

Stained
White blotches, covering

Most of the veins
Yellow veins, they were

Pulsing
as well as attracting
nobody

regardless, of the effort

Well, in the least
That’s what she took from it

I saw, a

Purple sky
Nearly pink

Yes, it was raining
The water
felt like the first fresh breath of spring

If you searched
Strenuous enough

Was a rainbow
Painting the soft patters
of the rain’s heart beat


Comments about The Pessimist's Sky by Lexy Sogl

  • (10/17/2007 6:10:00 PM)

    This poem is beautiful
    I was born in Sao paulo
    I have all my family in Sao Paulo
    I live in canada
    In Toronto for 26 years
    I am very happy to have meet you in the poemhunter
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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, October 17, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, April 16, 2011


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