what is the truth? August 22, 2008
Posted by meehoon in life, poem, poetry.Tags: colour, life, love, metaphor, poem, poetry
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let down your guard
let me see your colour
let me see how your painted me inside
i know i’m colour blind
and might be wasting your time
i swim inside a dark well
with a circle of sky upon
you showed me there was only one way out
i know i’m a fool
and always acting cool
let me inside your heart
to explore the chamber of four
to find what is hiding inside the mysterious part
i know it is a crime
that i always pretend to be fine
Oo~
i know your true colour
that it changes with temperature
that it could paint a hell from anything whatsoever
i know i’m no saint
and i’ll never be a saint
let me see how your painted me inside….it is just lovely! Very nice write! Sometimes it feels blessed that we are not a saint….