COLORS OF POETRY

I must confess without apology

If poetry is an emotional distraction

I have been distracted by its seduction

Warm floating moisture of the bathroom

The leafless lonely tree under the weather

Emanates life and colorful images of wisdom

Arresting my soul; the unforced rhythm of grace

Mesmerizing my emotions through musical landscapes

Diverse cultures and worlds unknown; breathtaking!!

I must confess, you have such a beauty I never saw yesterday

Honestly, I want to hug you and whisper beauty into your ears

Leaving behind a portrait of your authentic self, on thy walls

Ocean apart, blindest not

The color of our skin don’t divide

Thou art a perfect mirror of beauty

I am a reflection of your perfection

4 thoughts on “COLORS OF POETRY”

4 thoughts on “COLORS OF POETRY”