I heard them saying Hell is below And Heaven is above Countless times An eternal resting place For sinners And noble ones Yet Here we are a group of crystal snow Purer than anything Getting casted away from the heavens And falling into the land of mortals.
Her eyes has the light That sway away darkness She never wanted to be desired She wanted to be admired For the talents she hold Not for beauty as people told Her confidence was higher She was born to inspire Breaking all barriers she fled Too many records she made Criticisms of others Couldn't stop her win She believed she can So she did it Then what's stopping you With spices of courage Consistency and dedication Let's make our own creation... @crescent_corner
I was under the umbrella When the clouds cuddled the cacophonic storms And the rain showered the droplets of distress.
I sheltered my skin from the acidic sorrow And saved myself under my poetic roof Where my mirror reflected my grey faded face.
I was breathing inside the suffocated air Like a heated coal burning my hair Where my clock bonded up with the darkest hour of time.
Those beasts scratched my colourful eye Instead they sketched them with the hue of black and blue dye And so I could feel there is soreness in the air.
I resonated myself apart from the doom And pigmented the prism in my holy heart Redressed myself with halcyon plumes And clipped my hair with the ebullient glinting stones.
I slapped the anguish agony and aroused the hope inside me I scattered my curtains Which broomed my blemishes with its blooming aura I could see the sun and rain rejoicing and whirling in the peachy sky.
They blew the cold breeze among the grey cloud I could see how they celebrated the euphoria and their contentment They illustrated me the statement of “Dance in pain, for the gloom will sweep away”.
The raw remorse upon the rain and scars upon the sun When they blended themselves they promised they’ll sow the seed of forever happiness And will glow the lanterns of hope in that ever widening sky.
I could see the sky which bid me a warm hug and flowers of love Where the winds jingled the tones of melody in my ear They painted rainbow in my eyes And threw the colours upon me Like the confetti filled with bliss.
I then took my palette And portrayed a red rose upon my shawl Wore an orange orchid brake in my hair Tattooed green ferns upon my forearm Puffed the yellow balloons with fair air, gifted an indigo acrostic And vibrated a violet violin for the Rainbow.
It made me realise that, You don’t need to turn your black cloud into white Instead wait for an hour And allure the bloom of colourful twilight.