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~ the saddest part is that sunsets won't last forever
and we'll forget how the pink skies
kissed our hearts goodnight ~
i haven't posted much anymore on hello poetry because i've been exploring myself and writing poetry in my native language (dutch), feel free to add me on instagram; diejongenvantoen

much love
Lily Sep 12
Roses grace the sky in a bouquet,
And a few fall down to me.
The last fleeting rays of yellow sunlight
Shoot up into the sky like fireworks,
Illuminating the beach for a brief moment.
A cool breeze whips across the shore,
And the sands drift in my face,
The sands that tell the stories of all
Who have watched these pink moments before.
The ocean whispers to me,
Its enticing scent pulling me in,
Saying, “the world is not so bad,
Watch this beautiful sunset.
Everything will be alright.”
The last rose petal falls,
And the clock reads 8:12 pm.
The taste of salt lingers on my tongue
As I turn and head for home.
The sunset says,
“Come back tomorrow!”
The inspiration for this poem was from this essay on NPR's website called "Pink Moments". Here is the link for the essay if you would like to read it (https://thisibelieve.org/essay/11439/); it's a gorgeous work that I did not attempt to copy but that inspired me to tell my own "pink moment" story.
Mrs Robota Sep 8
I bought black glasses
I only see the world through black and white lenses
Photography, little black dress, dangerous
They made me happy
They said they didn't suit my face
I felt....****

I bought pink glasses
I only see the world through pink lenses
La Vie En Rose
They made me happy
They said they didn't suit my face
I felt....****

I bought red glasses
I only see the world through red lenses
Classic, romantic, powerful
They made me happy
They said they didn't suit my face
Maybe I'm just...****?

I don't know anymore
I felt anxious this time....
I bought a pair of bright pink glasses....I was panicking...I regret my decision.... and a pair of red...I was panicking....oh god!
No matter what I do I'm ****....so it's okay....I hope no one says anything....I don't want to be reminded that I'm ****....


I only see the world through black and white lenses
Photography, little black dress, dangerous....
I only see the world through pink lenses
La Vie En Rose....
I only see the world through red lenses
Classic, romantic, powerful

I only see ****
I only see ****
I hate my glasses
I'm ****
They don't make me happy
****
It's ok. It doesn't matter. I'll get another pair in 2 years.
I'm **** now... nothing will change...
Maybe I'll be beautiful by then...
I'll just buy something plain....stupid me why did I buy pink and red glasses!
Anastasia Aug 27
roses
dusty
soft,
lips
the same
soft color
eyes
the blue of the sky
soft clouds
drifting through them
a smile
that makes me fall
a drift
like a feather
i'd like
to kiss
your
petal
soft
lips
Äŧül Jul 26
Here it goes... :-)
So, you descended from those skies,
The moment I saw those pink eyes,
I fell from grace believing those lies,
Bewildered I was seeing your eyes.

Of angels you're a priceless princess,
This is the most real fact in my life.

Unbelievable beauty met my eyes,
Of those herons you're ******,
You are my story's heroine.

Everything about you is so beautiful,
Very trustworthy & honest you are,
Often times you come to my dreams,
Loving this new journey I am to bits.

I am addicted and you are my drug.
My HP Poem #1752
©Atul Kaushal
Amyrah Jul 9
It was embarrassment sometimes,
And, blush in some others.
Both times she was pink,
the latter was because of him.
he just adored it.
Those who can relate, lemme know
Jim Musics Jun 20
Colors looking like they were applied excitedly
with random abandon
are seen to be beautiful as they dry
They were well planned
It is serene
Satisfying even to gaze at
again and yet again
the infinite white to red hues, all those infinite pinks
encircling the centering theme
As peaceful as bare skin on damp green moss
on a warm Summer night
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