Colors In the Sky
As dawn peeps in through the mountains,
Morning sky mirrors reddish orange fountains.
Doves wake up with cheerful coos;
Is it their way to gear up for facing worldly ruse?
These epitomes of peace soon grace the pinkish blue sky,
Spreading their pinions they prerogatively soar high.
The azure sky soon turn into a limitless blue lake.
Those white wings must embrace freedom & enjoy a break;
Afternoon paints the heavens with yellowish shade;
To deal with the fatigue the feathered ailerons need aid,
For bearing the density of duty is not easy,
And that burden can make the conscience hazy.
The abendrot sky marks the serene sunset;
These symbol of liberation deny to be down & upset.
Finally walks in the obsidian infinity night,
Snowies sleep with hope that tomorrow will be bright.
©light_flame
(My pen name)
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
