Night sits on my chest
Squeezes poems out of me
And grinds my poor soul

Do not think much of me
but i pray
may some words of mine
become yours.

Blue is spirit and bright
The color and light
Of a wisp
Seeking through the night

Green is life and Joy
The color
Of summer time trees
The smile when you play with a toy

Yellow is the light of the night
Caring and pure
Helps anyone without a fight
They will be be your light

Black is dark but strong
More fragile then portrayed
but do not think them wrong
They still know love
But with the help of another
To light their way

Red is the sweetness of cherries
They will stay by your side
Their heart as pretty as daises
They love more pure then any other color
Just the sight of theirs or another pain
can make their eyes rain

Orange has the spirit of fire
Much like black and yellow
They will light you through the darkness
Until their fire burns out
Then they need a friend
To help them be free
And be the light they used to be

White i think the most confusing
Their hard to see
But When you see them
Their as special as anyone can be
Their quiet but always outspoken

Purple the color of a cats eyes
So watchful and careful
Ever so wise
Dont under estimate this beautiful soul
For it can go out of control
Emotions so strong but held by a string
They might need a friend
To help them find their wings

come, let us embrace our worst nightmare-
and know it to be but dust.

A kiss can be betrayal
sold for pieces of silver

many a promise is loaded
with false vows

its best poet to never give your word
because truth be known
you will never live up to it

you are committed to your solitude
because that's where your love is.

what does it say about
Him. that so many girls fall
in love with his eyes