A colour that shines so bright,
A colour of blood that brightens the night
A blazing fire that passes once more,
A ring of fire flashing through each door
A flash of colour that lightens up the sky,
Watching a colour so deep that would never die
Ending its secrets at the end of its path,
A ring of fire drowning in its own wrath
A desolate colour that doesn’t make any friends,
A deadly fire that never ends
Slowly forming into the shape of a heart,
Rings of fire that doesn’t break apart
Passing itself towards a bend,
Carelessly watching a deadly colour end
A night of secrets flash once more,
A ring of fire slashing through each door
About the Creator
Naeyla
I am a published author with two books and a first volume of poetry. I couldn't have done it without my perserverance and believing in myself. I am currently working on my next two novels and another poetry volume is also in the works.
On Winning and Losing
Recently, the pleasant surprise of placement on the Vocal Bonus Leaderboard sent me down a rabbit hole. Now, rabbit holes are a pretty common place for me to spend time, but I don't always feel the call to write about them. To be honest, the thought of sharing some of them mortifies me.
By Dana Crandell4 days ago in Writers
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