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Words Paint in Color


Words have the power to take down cities, syllables nothing can still. Poets alight with fire and skill. It vibrates and pools like a thick honey, dribbling from the mouth of vocal artists. Words are what thoughts are taken apart with. Yes, they can paint in color, describe the way blood lights up your conscious. The occurrence of a violent awakening of psychological disturbance. They can color the night sky's grey and black by describing soft velvet woven with diamonds. Shimmer bounced back under black lights. They can bring sound and music alive by describing the feel of the bass vibrating through your bones. A physical sense of excitement when your brain is alight with tones, married to lyrics you connect with on spiritual levels. A new song is only a stranger you know.
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