||poem poem||

poem poem tell me why,
I jot you down on the fly,

it cuz you make me feel or the other way around?
either way you make those that resonate resound.

a hum drum beat key ticky tack,
my words althought they lack.

hues adopted although a few outta sync,
a colour wheel spun looks white I think. ????

in greys although a human nature,
poems saturate and reassure stature.

so poem poem leave me never,
bring me colour now and ever.

||poem poem||