The blue expanse up above
so wide, beneath which
all our lives astray
no path, just a foggy trance
confusion, delusion, askance
this life does nothing but betray
teach us all the lies, this bitch
of feelings, of emotions, of love
there is nothing but that blue thing
under which we all suffer and sing.
P.s.- Another one written just like Red Lust and Violet Juice. You can suggest the name for this particular poetic form, the rules of which are- (i) Three stanzas, rhyming scheme being- ABCD/DCBA/EE, (ii) Description of some strong emotion and (iii) Prominence of a color. And it would mean a lot to me if you would also write such a poem. Don’t forget to tell me about it.
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