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RAINBOW MEMORIES

Ruby Red Reality

Concave reality distorted in time
Sticky toffee words hidden by a rhyme.
Two of my thoughts shedding blood from my nose
Weaving ruby red patterns deep into my clothes.
Yet my skin is still fresh and free from this dirt
It is my heart that bleeds most from all of this hurt.

Gilded Green Gulags

Philosophers announce that we create our own reality
As they stare though their bars yearning me to be free
Metaphors are respected as they congeal in my mind
Disrupting emotions as I consider the Fate of mankind
Poetic justice uprooted from my garden of weeds
Flower green Gulags gilded with lavender seeds.

Beautiful Blue Blossom

When bluebells blossom and a sea of tranquility is born
I will succumb to that ocean as does the dear and the fawn
In nature I will rejoice and seek out my secret harmony
To replenish my soul and distill its viral agony
Yet in the darkness I will shiver and crawl
Scared from Love - the beast that I fear most of all

Reflected Rainbows

Crying tears of blood my screams are blinded from sight
Whilst thought manufactured prisons sheild me from the light
Escaping through dreams with their eggshell protection
Peeling back heavy eyelids to confront my rejection
A Rainbow of memories from all of my time
Cascading towards the ‘moment' and sealed within this rhyme.

The End