Poetic Focus On Drops

Fear
                   it's a picture
                   focused or
                   unfocised....
...

                     
                      Love,
                  a picture
                     alive
                   colorful...

                      
                       Passion,
                    it's a weapon
                      dangerous,
                     and confused ...

                        
                         Hate,
                    it's a fire
                       mortal,
                    infernal...

                       
                     The doubt
                    it's a passage,
                    unseen landscape ...

                       Luck 
                      Something simple
                    that easily
                      doesn't happen ...

                       
                         Music,
                       it is a dream
                         sung or
                           touched
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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