In an instance, a sense of belonging overwhelmed my feelings
as the gray hue made me remember my past not yet ending
I said to myself, blue might be perfect for my wedding
even as this gray does fit me more perfectly now that am dying. belonging, past not ending, wedding, i am dying.
i could not connect all these together. but stillllll this is a great poem.. thank you dear poet. tony
when i started to read it.it was like i am listening to a story a fairy-tell, different yet breathtaking story...i can think of words to express my feeling my reactions toward this piece it is incredible the thought the color the picture you drawn for the readers it is just incredible i am really proud to say that you are my friend mam...................
thank you for sharing this wonderful piece