perfume...life and chasing rainbows.
First draft.
I know now that life is like perfume,
If you do not enjoy it
Each day it dilutes,loses its vibrancy,fades.
I will not store it away, pressed petals in a jar.
Splashed across my wrist and dancing in the rain
Until the prism bows, an arch across the sky.
Sweetly scented, somewhere over the rainbow.
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second edit(draft):
Now I know, life like perfume
Not enjoyed, loses its essence
dilutes and fades, is lost.
Pressed petals in a jar,
stored no longer,released.
dancing in the rain
a prism bows, arcs the sky.
One day some where some time
for now...
Essentially the essence of life
is to enjoy the moment.
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okay got to leave it there.. will edit some more later.
good job !
3rd - extraction/edit.
i watched you fade,
like a sepia print
washed away by tears
yet in the rain
no one guesses..
the colours of me
washed away,too.
lost in a swirl
Joined your fanbase! You're killin' it with your dead on and quality posessed writings and such; I mean to say you're excellent when you write whatever... Rnoble74 Username
Much Peace, Sincerity and Respect,
Rich Aaron Norris
People want poetry to be spontaneous and perfect the first time. But the same advise applies to poetry as to prose: edit, edit, edit.
(But in the forums, not so much...)
People want poetry to be spontaneous and perfect the first time. But the same advise applies to poetry as to prose: edit, edit, edit.
(But in the forums, not so much...)
People want poetry to be spontaneous and perfect the first time. But the same advise applies to poetry as to prose: edit, edit, edit.
(But in the forums, not so much...)
People want poetry to be spontaneous and perfect the first time. But the same advise applies to poetry as to prose: edit, edit, edit.
(But in the forums, not so much...)
People want poetry to be spontaneous and perfect the first time. But the same advise applies to poetry as to prose: edit, edit, edit.
(But in the forums, not so much...)
Sorry about the repeat messages. I kept getting a weird error when I clicked the Submit button, making me think it didn't post, which it obviously did.
Nice poem. I believe in living in a moment. It is only thing which is true. We change our past to our liking. We dream about our future. We live in a present, in a moment.
All the best from Beata

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