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Cold Dawn
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My Mahal
The skies are beaming changing hues,
as daybreak triumphs over seas.
I savor watching the deeper blues,
surrender free to morning peace.
A gentle breeze caress my eyes,
then frozen tears begin to thaw.
I smile as gladness start to rise,
from the numb you've teased to withdraw.
Yesterday I heard dull laughters,
from the hollow cheers inside my heart.
Today, colors, music, and tears,
give life to joys that your beats shared.
New pigments suffuse my plain dawn,
where gold alone tint my sunrise.
I welcome the cold I have not known,
because I once felt heat from ice.
Again Wow!
I can see in the few poems that I have read, that you are a much better poet than me. This one just proves it.
But please, keep writing. I actually love to read your "attempts at poetry".
Right now I'm having amnesia and deja vu at the same time. I think I've forgotten this before. - Steven Wright
People like you are the reason people like me exsist. Out of a song of the same title by a band called 'Say Anything'