Drip drop, pitter patterOne color
Drip drop, pitter patter
One color is the sky splattered
Ranging in intensity
From dull going astray
Void of emotions, barren and hollow
Yet comes forth liquid
By the terrain it is swallowed
Lights dance in the sky
Its in full throttle
Pitter Patter Drip Drop
It continues to fall
But time has stopped
One color fills my visions
In my thoughts sanity has strayed
This steady beat now a cacophony
Escaping from the blurry fray
A sullen monochrome
shall this world stay
Something wrong with this poem?
Replies are closed for this poem.
If you or someone you know is struggling, you are not alone.
988 Suicide & Crisis Lifeline — call or text 988, 24/7. Crisis Text Line — text HELLO to 741741.
Your Poem's Voice
See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.
Comments (0)
Comments are closed for this poem.