auras red warm
vibes that won't conform
true to the ones you love
not to the unworthy of
living a postive life
without any of that
negative rife
auras pink made me think
vibes wild made me reviled
true to me isn't what you need
my pursuit of happiness
left you hapless
auras a new
now you can be you
vibes heated
for the way you were treated
true to your life a present
no more need to be unpleasant.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A little something almost always remains. Thanks for sharing, Aaron Peace
Thank you. writing some poems is helping.