#synaesthesia
"Furia color de amor,
amor color de olvido"
-de "Un río, un amor" por Luis Cernuda
olvido color de olvido,
amargo color de amor,
tintado de olvido.
Frágil aroma de remordimiento
suave sabor de lamentos,
lamentos con timbre de lágrimas rotas,
rotas y con olor a desesperanza,
desesperanza color de sinestesia,
que es un nombre más para mi muerte.
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"Fury the colour of love,
love the colour of oblivion."
-from "Un río, un amor" ("One river, one love") buenos Luis Cernuda
oblivion the colour of oblivion,
bitter colour of love,
dyed of oblivion.
Fragile scent of remorse
soft traste of laments,
laments the timbre of broken tears,
broken and with the odour of despair,
despair the colour of synaesthesia,
which is another name for my death.
Jul 22, 2018
Jul 22, 2018 at 8:09 AM UTC
Soft yellow light,
Pink lower case,
Soft blue arches,
Green curves,
Red snakes.
Orange like a sunset,
Grey wolves howling,
Warm orange yellow like honey,
Green curves,
Orange like a sunset,
Brown like sand.
Red snakes,
Purple curve,
Orange like a sunset,
Warm orange yellow like honey,
Green curves,
Blue corners,
Blue corners,
Pink lower case.
Yellow
Yellow
Yellow
In short, the love of my life.
Aug 31, 2016
Aug 31, 2016 at 10:36 PM UTC
Our Synaesthesia is for free,
Music is the muse for me,
In my blood, you see,
Images imaginary,
Elvira Madigan wakes to see,
Mozart play Mozart lucidly,
Swooner songs sound so silly,
Old rockers croon so vividly,
Funny lyrics in my brain,
Sounding a little deranged,
(It is hereditary
In my family)
Yes, Synaesthesia is for free,
Smurfette's songs, so silly.
Dec 1, 2015
Dec 1, 2015 at 9:03 PM UTC
The rosy-green flight
Of hills and ramps
Blurred in twilight
By a soft lamp
Golden valleys darken
Red in the breeze
Small birds harken
In headless trees
The sadness fades
In my mind’s medium
These autumn shades
Shatter the sky’s tedium
Apr 6, 2015
Apr 6, 2015 at 8:48 AM UTC
i HATE insipidness
i LOVE colour
i THRIVE on passion
i have SYNAESTHESIA
my life is filled with WONDER
i HEAR colour
i SEE music
i TASTE shapes
the monochrome of insipid
makes me want to puke
Oct 9, 2014
Oct 9, 2014 at 5:37 AM UTC
Names are so queer
Nobody seems to understand
Your name has meaning
And power,
It's true
But it has also colour
Of every shade and hue
Now, Nico is red,
Bright red like blood in your head.
Fred sounds black
No problem with that
It's merely a colour
I see
When I hear your name.
Janine is pink
Or sometimes green
It all just depends
With which mood it its seen
Amy is yellow
Like a field full of daisies
In the early morning sun
Bright enough to startle a fellow.
Damian is a triangle
With earthy colours
Strong and faithful
Sprotting from there earth's foundations
John its a brown name
That much is sure
It's a brown mansion
with two towers
That houses the dame.
Dylan is blue
About that there's no doubt
God of the sea
Go on and trust me!
If your name is Catherine
Now that is quite something
It's a strong green pillar
With black leaves to adorn it.
Every sound makes a colour
Every name sounds a shape
To experience
Shut up more with mouth agape
Like master Da Vinci Taught,
Use all your senses
And instead of survive
Learn to truly live!
Aug 1, 2014
Aug 1, 2014 at 9:38 PM UTC