The Sunshine Blues - Poem by sania harris
Oh! the sunbeams, glare for’ver so gallant
Veils why act? In moons through light
Parade the convene of nature’s beau
For tremors in spines, the frosty vampire doth
The blood shall burnish, sparkle patina
With ever so crimson, in the moonlight so feeble
With others feigning acquaintances.
It shall plunge, oh forged faux!
Fall with knight, like sunshine’s green
On the moon’s darkness once
And there befall the greatest wrangle
Of loving once more to decipher it yet again
With the nature’s beauty, of jade and blond
Of pale, pale blues and shriveling scarlet
I decline to the underside and stroke the scab
And upsurge with fire, for fire I am
The blues don’t wound me
For Christmas nights roll up
And Christmas carols do croon again
And in the blues I shall die to the world
Just to rouse in another trance.
(PS: here's my dare.....try to tell me what this poem means to you..)
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