Sunday, November 30, 2014

Black Love

Running behind the shadows
That goes round the mountains
Thats what my life has become
When it was meant to be fun

You were the genius
The rightfull among us, the great
Genius to fake all
And make it look it like a mistake

Love is a piece of art I thought
That brings out the colors new
Yes I saw your colors
And it only made me blue

With you Life felt like a dream
I thought it was a beginning
Never I thought it was all false
A nightmare, and closer crept an ending...

Written for Wings Of Change Prompt - Beginning.


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  2. This is lovely. It's like a story!

    I like the love: "felt like a dream"
    is it or is it not: "false, a nightmare"

    Keep writing!



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