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Star BG Dec 2019
When I see RED a-top of rainbow, I think of the promise made to self of moving with beating heart inside my own divinity.

As I look at ORANGE, streaming cross sky
I think about being optimistic, as I move
to celebrate day.

When I gaze at the YELLOW that mirrors sun, I feel energized and warm from singing birds who whisper compassion.

As I see GREEN, deeply I breath to find open field of dreams ready for harvested inside the magic of moment.

When I observe BLUE, before eyes my consciousness expands to move as if sky is a dance floor and I am graceful cloud.

As I see PURPLE, a beautiful flower opens, and I become bee singing with love inside natures music.

And when PINK in child-like mind, is visualized choose to echo gratitude for the gift of life.
saw some you tubes of color and this poem sprouted. :)
ImpliedLines Dec 2019
Its your favorite color
From the last I had know

But in our separation
My heart has grown cold

Your favorite color is purple
And now I see it in a new light

Saying the word over and over gives a new perspective
And I can see even the name is a description of its beauty.

Purple is royal
it is the feeling of love when its warm;
loneliness when its cool

Purple is the color of a heart
when sacrifice has been made

Purple is how I remember you

Purple is how I express my love

Purple is what I show others when they will never know the memories of you.

Your favorite color was purple.
Viji Vishwanath Nov 2019
When I seen the purple blooming tree from a distance,
It attracted me to have a look with no distance..

And that sight was of immense pleasure,
Which filled my heart with full of love treasure...

That tropical trees are known as jacarandas,
And also the tree world’s spring stars...

That breath taking flowers are pretty enough to describe in word dilemma,
And that magnificent purple blue blooms resembles as an elegant umbrella...

And the fallen petals makes way for a dazzling display of unimpeded purple haze,
Which looks like a lavender carpet at a quick gaze...

As flowers are regarded as a symbol of love, beauty and a gift of nature,
Are thus used to provoke love and happiness with its power to make us cheer....

Let us all love this nature’s blessings forever,
To make it a never ending full bloom ever....
Purple blooms or lavender carpet. (Choice is yours)
LadyM Nov 2019
Violet clouds
wih rosy hues
follow me
along the way,
same autumn trees
and silver lakes
I'm passing by
every Saturday.
It's getting dark,
but not quite so;
the sky is an evening show
of lavenders and irises
blossoming in afterglow.

This journey
hurts so beautifully
as we move away,
I am waiting patiently
until next Friday

and every Friday after that
for a dark, noisy train -
no purple sky or rosy hues
appear to entertain

But I love it
so much more
believe me, for it's true,
because at the end
of every journey,
once again,
I see you.
Mito Nov 2019
purple painted
clouds,
beauty and
calamity,
in one.

similarly you

brown coloured
eyes,
warm gaze
before
a strong gale,
never thought i’d
find the one.
i loved that side of her. She was uncontrollable.
Anastasia Oct 2019
The sun was going down
And you had your hand in mine
We were laying down
And watching the sky
Pink
Lilac
Midnight blue
But none of those colors
Were as pretty as you
You turned over
And placed your lips on mine
They were soft
Like petals
Gently pressing
Your hands
Skimmed my body
Tracing
Causing friction
My heart fluttering
Face flushing like the sky
Running my hands through your hair
You leaned in
And you whispered
"You are mine."
Lizzie Matthias Sep 2019
"peculiar," i think.
i ***** more,
tears streaking
my pretty little mask.
my throat is sore from
the weird medicine
and i wipe my mouth
on my royal, purple dress.
what
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