blood-soaked days
colour horizons,
seek refuge
-dark velvet
envelopes deep, angry wounds
to induce false hope
dawn’s pink hues
diluted version
of barely
forgotten
agony – sharpening claws
to attack again
Recycled Pain
blood-soaked days
colour horizons,
seek refuge
-dark velvet
envelopes deep, angry wounds
to induce false hope
dawn’s pink hues
diluted version
of barely
forgotten
agony – sharpening claws
to attack again
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What an interesting poem, Reena.
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Thanks so much, and regret the inconvenience.
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A very deep poem Reena. Sometimes darkness and misery are the things we need to write about.
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Thank you, Sadie!
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You’re most welcome
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It is a part of reality.
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That is right.
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Outstanding imagery, Reena.
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Thanks so much!
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I love that your amazing poem has a darkness about it.
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Thank you, Diana!
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You are welcome
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