I fly with the blue sky
While the clouds are dry on one side
The planet plasticine is above the iron city of mine
I witness color for the first time
Acid color for the thirst life
I die with the black sky
While the clouds are dry on the other side
My body's dancing with my limbs, my ribs, my hips
I can't see, but I can see. I can't choose, but I can move
I can die, between my life and my lie, I want to die between my eyes and my mind
I fall tall pushed by the new sky
As the donut clouds were dry inside-out
#Dream #1 Pt.1: Black Hole
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<@&1145760802666717234> sorry to disturb, but i just want to make sure this isn't forgotten
nice rhyming, i like it... good work.
thanks, that poem's a bit personal, but yk, people could relate
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I love love LOVE your word choice.the imagery and atmosphere of the poem is wonderful.Well done,looking forward to more of your writing. 8/10
I can die, between my life and my lie, I want to die between my eyes and my mind
yeah, that's the point of poetry, it's pretty.
thank you, I always love to add atmosphere to my poem, it makes it feel more kind of specific, cus I am a musician aswell, and I wanted to write something that can work without music specifically, cus I always write lyrics
yes,that reflects in your poem as well...its got a lyrical quality
mostly cus of my influences (Radiohead & The Microphones)
goated music taste