Black pastel colours

the colours of summer turns pale
and roses wither without a sound
like a wanderer
captured in the frame of reality
she hears the ungraceful truth of lies

she walks across the bridge of faith
where thousands of splinter
from the eyes of others lies
but she can’t see them
because of the beams in her own eyes

she thinks with melancholy of adventures
that never came
and decides that nothing shall prevent her
from singing the tones completely
and cry when life is beautiful
or laugh when it is not

dreaming she steps out on the Starroad
without noticing the angels
a voice says that black pastel colours
are an illusion
but she knows better
the Rainbowpath is covered in them

she is home

Black pastel colours

Tove

Roskilde, Denmark

  • Artist
    Notes
  • Artwork Comments 8

Tags

poem

Artwork Comments

  • Mystic Raven Art
  • Tove
  • Rhenastarr
  • Tove
  • Enivea
  • Tove
  • Tony Mutton
  • Tove
desktop tablet-landscape content-width tablet-portrait workstream-4-across phone-landscape phone-portrait
desktop tablet-landscape content-width tablet-portrait workstream-4-across phone-landscape phone-portrait

10% off

for joining the Redbubble mailing list

Receive exclusive deals and awesome artist news and content right to your inbox. Free for your convenience.