Poetry Depth

  Two rooms lay Intertwined were their destiny For one choice to be made And tangled they are no more Resolute is that choice for life will turn poignant So will character have depth And memories be stained of nostalgia But also regret For now A sapling’s pureness transitions Into a vintage shade of color Unique and vibrant One,  A canopy of ebullient colors to be found Vibrant were days and magnificent were nights Never truly dull For one’s pleasure can never be filled Delightfully drenched Waiting for life’s next surprises But as dust must come after dawn The floodgates of hell must be released And drown out all the ephemeral light that was Shed Beauty can never be found in one color It must be shifted to ever truly appreciate one over the other For too blinding is the pure force of god’s warmth It must be construed across shades for infantiles to ever truly appreciate God’s construction of life The other,  Spectrum flipped The austere conditions took souls Weathering t...