Rainbow

May 24, 2012
By mwurzer4 DIAMOND, Rochester, New York
mwurzer4 DIAMOND, Rochester, New York
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Favorite Quote:
"Thou! thy truest type of grief is the gently falling leaf."
-Edgar Allan Poe


You’re happy and you’re sad,
You’re warm and you’re cold,
You’re there and you’re illusion.
Do leprechauns really wait
On the other side
Of your arching tresses?
Will I find your pot of gold,
Or is it only mold?
Your glowing gems
Brighten cloudy skies,
Bring smiles to faces
Of rain-weary children.
But are you really
A bridge to paradise,
If paradise is gold,
As children believe,
Or are you only
A trick of the light?

I trusted your bridge,
But you wouldn’t hold my weight.
I believed in you
And you made me crash.
Your bright hues
Drew me in,
But your beauty
Was only a façade
Concealing your weaknesses:
You weren’t strong enough
To hold me up.

So I lay on the ground
So close to my gold
Which was only bronze.
My eyes were obscured
By a child-like love,
But you were weak
And you made me crash.



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on May. 30 2012 at 10:35 pm
JackieH PLATINUM, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
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Favorite Quote:
Don't break character, you've got a lot of heart. ~ The Killers

The poem is fantastic! exactly what poetry should be. Meaningful with lots of symbolism but the only thing I would've done differently is find a picture that isn't as obvious. The poem means a lot to you, you can tell, but the picture's a little less meaningful. Just something to think about.


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