Changing colours.

Changing colours.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

As the conversation
between two
travelled backwards
    irreversible,
emotions stormed forward.

The collective of feelings:
colours of the rainbow
fell like shards of glass
        temporarily,
          shattered,
leaving only one colour
            blue
             for
            two.

© 2016 andrew mitchell


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Wow. That was a great write! And the way you placed every word! magic!


Posted 8 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

8 Years Ago

Thank you so much for noticing:) Thanks for dropping by with kind words.

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andrew mitchell

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