I painted my room the hue of blue For a reason You see, blue reminds me of the beach Which reminds me of hot summer days And cold summer nights Which reminds me of when you lent me your sweatshirt Which wasn’t blue, but when I wore it I swear it radiated that hue It’s scary having deep feelings for someone But the radiance of blue was so vibrant It was easy to push my fears aside Instead I was filled with calmness, peace, security, and feelings of content I was left the happiest I’ve ever been in my life. I painted my room the hue of blue To remind me what I want to strive to feel Each day of my life
I’m open to any thoughts, suggestions, or critiques :)
I took the plunge into your sea. Oh, you know what? I am now hooked forever on its colourless colour.
******* out a cloud-bubble. Black or white, it doesn’t matter. Sprinkle some drops in your pious colourless style. Watch, it shines and sizzles in renewed hues across the land and over the blooms. Still, in the end, remains a potion, an intact drop: The untouched ocean down the moon!
Queen Fathima the Queen of Heaven she tones her rose-red colour lending nature a cool spark. Boom, that fires up big bang! So she shades her hue puts on her black niqab so in her shadow nature may flower. Now the full-blown scientia nature is beyond every hand’s touch eyes on for her Queen everywhere!
The jeans seem to be clean The tone I bring is dark washed My shyness is bleached I keep thinking of spin cycles Acid wash anything I can dream Just a tab to expand what is loaded Psychedelic and kaleidoscopic hues Painting with a vivid open minded view Let the universe hypnotize me The spin cycle I keep thinking about My decision to surf on a wave Will it bring me tripped out pain Stuck in the intertwining of space Stuck between experience and entrapment Acid wash me into a different color Or drown me into a world I’m not ready for Acid wash color me away
I’m sorry if I can’t hold onto reality My mind slips and displays colorful escapes Some are painted red The others drip down in blue My eyes remain to you a blankless hue My name can’t even awaken my mood Trapped in a prismatic glass waiting for the light to polarize me Both sides get the grip of a lilac view The whole world is told to be a blank canvas But the gravity of gray contrasts something different into the others actuality view • Please find me a hue