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Nêijî Dec 2018
I'm in the class,
Listening to my lecturer's story.
Outside is raining heavily
And I start thinking...
Wondering where could the first drop of the rain be when it starts to rain?
How the rainbow has so many colours while the cloud is only blue?
And why the sun is always alone while the moon is accompanied by the stars?
I always wondering about thing around me
But then, I tell myself,
That sometimes, things are better left unanswered.
Sorry madam, I was bored listening to your story. So, I created this poem with a lil different.
B Sonia K Dec 2018
I wish you could see into my heart
The joy I feel
Like colours shooting darts
Like tripping on a banana peel
Falling into an endless world of colours
An explosion right here in my heart
My feelings, all in rainbow colours
My mouth laughing at jokes by K. Hart
Laughter!
Making my eyes shine brighter
...
"I must say,
Happiness is a wonderful colour,
On you, I see rainbows"  She says.
...
I wish you could look into my mind
The thoughts flying through
An endless flow of music
The incomprehensible joy
I can't help but smile
I close my eyes, and the music turn to colours
Unrestrained it floats through
Happy feelings bursting forth
The music that never stops
...
The brighter it becomes
My whole body,
Overcome by colours
As Happy as a Rainbow.
XyL0S Nov 2018
Colours have faded
off the walls
but the walls remain.
Spontaneous.
anon Nov 2018
meet me there.
over the horizon,
where the line between the sky and mountains
ceases to exist.
where my canvas remains bare
and blindingly white.
yearning
yearning
to be painted.

splatter me with hues of colours,
then leave me
leave me unfinished.

so i dissolve
my very essence
pooling at my feet.
now a murky shade of brown
i seep to the ground
and lay there.

but a tiny flower blooms in my wake.
nothing but a fragment of what once thrived.
ive been gone for quite a while.
physically and mentally
Sacred Johnson Nov 2018
How to be the suit and tie of your colours.
To rhyme the truth that my tongue covers.
How to walk the shoes that crush my dark molars.
To matriculate at your heart for honors.
Teach me, woman.
How to be a man, many a man can't be.
My request to you, woman... Mould me in desired shapes. Sculpt me to be a symbol of maturity, to know that you have a heart that crave for care.. Teach me to be different, to tell the truth, to reveal it with actions..
gray Nov 2018
their passion was red
a ball of fire encasing them in their own world.

their love was orange
a feeling of warmth and security brought them close.

their minds were yellow
a continuous loop of positivity and prosperity flowed between the two.

their thoughts were green
a field of images from the future and the growth of their relationship.

their future was blue
a vast ocean of love and loyalty.

their child was indigo
a mixture between the love and sadness of society.

their life was violet
often mistaken for a darker colour.
their love is a cascade of colours.
Lyn-Purcell Oct 2018
~ ⚪♫⚪ ~
Part 1: https://hellopoetry.com/poem/2710367/i/
Part 2: https://hellopoetry.com/poem/2710419/ii/
Part 3: https://hellopoetry.com/poem/2711675/iii/
Part 4: https://hellopoetry.com/poem/2713444/iv/
Part 5: https://hellopoetry.com/poem/2713448/v/

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Part 6: https://hellopoetry.com/poem/2714709/vi/
Part 7: https://hellopoetry.com/poem/2714790/vii/
Part 8: https://hellopoetry.com/poem/2714797/viii/
Part 9: https://hellopoetry.com/poem/2714823/ix/
Part 10: https://hellopoetry.com/poem/2714873/x/

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Part 11: https://hellopoetry.com/poem/2724124/xi/
Part 12: https://hellopoetry.com/poem/2724126/xii/
Part 13: https://hellopoetry.com/poem/2727389/xiii/
Part 14: https://hellopoetry.com/poem/2727395/xiv/
Part 15: https://hellopoetry.com/poem/2739513/xv/

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Part 16: https://hellopoetry.com/poem/2739514/xvi/
Part 17: https://hellopoetry.com/poem/2739516/xvii/
Part 18: https://hellopoetry.com/poem/2739519/xviii/
Finally, I've got a little more free time!
I'm surprised I got 18 parts! This is the longest freeverse I've ever written! ^^
But I'm feeling inspired, at last! I'll be updating this story in
the next few days so in the meantime,
here are the links of the parts should you need to reread!
Thank you everyone for being so patient
with me! Truly!
Much love,
Lyn ***
Lyn-Purcell Sep 2018
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Esshi and Ainhara look around the
shop. Thankfully, it is just them.
'One less thing to worry about...' Esshi
sighs as she looks at Ainhara, the
concern in her eyes is clear.

~ ⚪♫⚪ ~
"Shh!" Lyn waves her hand and stops
them from bowing. "Please don't
bow. And don't call me Your Grace,
either." Bree and Michael stand straight.
"Please, I just want to temporarily
escape and enjoy the day."

~ ⚪♫⚪ ~
"Of course, your secret is safe with
us, Your High- I mean... Nyl..."
Michael says and they nod.
"It's a honour to have you here.
You and your handmaidens."
Bree says, eyes shining.

~ ⚪♫⚪ ~
"The honour is ours!" Esshi says.
"If you would be so kind to-"
"Not inform anyone? We won't."
Michael promises them with a
reassuring smile. "But I will say
that we are glad to see that you
are well, my lady."

~ ⚪♫⚪ ~
"Thank you." Lyn sighs. "Ainhara."
Her handmaid digs into the basket
and brings out some gold coins
and a few gems. "Here. Please
accept this. Also know that I will
send a few gifts your way for
keeping my secret."
"You are far too kind, Nyl."
Bree teases.
I know, it's kinda dull.
Hopefully I'll feel more inspired in the next week!
Hugs!
Lyn ***
Lyn-Purcell Sep 2018
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"Oh yes! They're of the finest quality."
"Well, I would love to get that one!"
She points to a small A5 notebook
with watercolour swirls.
"Good taste!" Bree claps as Michael
pulls a stool, stands on it and pulls
the book from the bookshelf, handing
to Lyn who stares at it. She strokes
the book and opens it to stroke to
fine paper.
"Beautiful!"

~ ⚪♫⚪ ~
"That ring," Michael stares at it and
Lyn tenses, as did Ainhara and Esshi.
'How we forget about the ring!'
Esshi mentally facepalms. It is of
white-gold, the white lily of Aurelinaea
with the monogram of the Royal family.

~ ⚪♫⚪ ~
Lyn was granted it when she was
coronated, and always left it on, so
much so that it was like second
nature.
"Q-Quee-"
It's always something loool
Lyn ***
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