A new day

just thought I should write about all the beauty I see in a "day".

A good poet regrets not

The words he used

But the failure to

Evoke certain feelings with his tools

So I have a paint brush and a blank canvas

Idea in mind but fail to portray it to others

I place the brush in yellow as the sun is what depicts all that which is good

Still not able to give my idea life

Two strokes in yellow

The canvas looks bright, looks good enough

Just wish I took enough of the colour just so it can be alive

The green follows as the sun always hits there first

That’s what I call true love

Returning time and time again just to keep you company

As if some inspiration just hit I turn to dull colours

White and grey just to symbolise the clouds

Thou the sun is out to embrace its lover the grass

We still need clouds

This day is turning better

Next the blue not only for the sky but also

The clear blue thou transparent sea side

Just waiting for you to see inside

They move from side to side

To side to side

Not only in high tide

Now just imagine all of that and you are the focal point

This day is centred around you

Beautiful right?

The clear skies with clouds

Two lovers that are always reunited

Now let’s look at it from my stand point

 

You represent the yellow as whenever you rise

A new day starts and when I see you hope

Of a better day comes

The green is even thou you are as high as the sun

You still remain grounded down to earth

Those side to side tides are just your walk

When you come my way

Those dull colours are just my days without your presence

You are the focal point because

You are the masterpiece that rises everyday

And bring brightness to people’s lives

 

 

Reviews

[Sibling]

This is your magnum opus.
CONSTRUCTIVE TROUPE's Il Duce.

[sEyethe]

Thanks Con.. Just going through a trial and error with this type of poetry bru

[Sibling]

There's certainly no error in this.