Changing Colours
~Changing colours~
It’s a mystery to me
why you keep begging me to stay
telling me my life
has many bright colours
to bring your way.
Don’t you know these colours
predict the inevitable end
soon i’ll fall to pieces
this time it really is over
i can’t be mend.
Haven’t you seen
the brightest shades of red
of the leaves changing
just before they fly
and crash – dead?
The warmth of Autumn
rings the bell for Winter’s chill
So my colours shine
a little brighter these days
until my heart drops still.
It’s a mystery to me
why you keep begging me to stay
telling me my life
has many bright colours
to bring your way.
Don’t you know these colours
predict the inevitable end
soon i’ll fall to pieces
this time it really is over
i can’t be mend.
Haven’t you seen
the brightest shades of red
of the leaves changing
just before they fly
and crash – dead?
The warmth of Autumn
rings the bell for Winter’s chill
So my colours shine
a little brighter these days
until my heart drops still.
Reacties op dit gedicht
| september: | Vrijdag, november 25, 2016 21:43 |
| Zo mooi geschreven dat ik er stil van werd. Liefs | |
| Allysson: | Woensdag, november 16, 2016 20:52 |
| bedankt voor jullie lieve reacties! Liefs, ally | |
| Augustijntje: | Woensdag, november 16, 2016 18:51 |
| Nicely written... especially the last strophe. | |
| Avr: | Woensdag, november 16, 2016 13:18 |
| Een droef mooi schrijven! Sterkte! mvg Avr | |
Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: Allysson | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: michris | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 15 november 2016 | ||
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