Layout by: Heart Magbanua
Published by: Alessandria Erich Alaso
Date Published: April 1, 2024
Time Published: 08:08 AM
Category: Poetry
Theme: The guilt of a separation
A deep blue sea,
I named, Sierra.
My state of mind,
a melancholic riviera.
Bright beams of red,
I called Crimson.
Were you of love, or of hate?
A shrouded mystery forever ingrained.
Once violet, fused in synchrony,
now separate, immiscible, inadequate.
Desperate for the slightest hint of you,
I shed tears in this body of blue.
Was I the reason for your fading hue?
What we had, was none of it ever true?
You were the red to my blue,
so, what happened? What have I done to you?
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