Everyone Leaves In The End

I was green for your care,
Bled rouge for your blush,

What little certainty sanctioned
The hidden wonders
Of humble pleasures,

Blue drowned nerves
Shone through faded yellow hopes

All I wanted was acceptance,
To be seen as equal
In the eyes of those to whom I aspire,

Amethyst passions
Flood titian connections

Inspired comments
Became fleeting nothing, subdued
Ignorance of human hearts,

And the man in black shouts
In melancholy’s smokey scales

“Everyone I know goes away in the end…”

Poem © Phen Weston 2014


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