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Colours in the Sound

 











Sharp the pain
A clutching of the heart
Betrayed by brother Cain
Death found him not alert.

The colours in the sound
Soft – whispered – loud
Spell cast – love bound
Shadows long – dark the cloud
Lost again, this longing that was found.

Let’s describe red
Scarlet, when she bled
Hounded, she fled
An early grave led
Residual passions, her bed.

The colours in the sound
Soft – whispered – loud
Spell cast – love bound
Shadows long – dark the cloud
Lost again, this longing that was found.

Sky, promising this blue
A bit shaded, saddens the flu
In silence, speaks what’s true
Plan they, the cold to stew.

The colours in the sound
Soft – whispered – loud
Spell cast – love bound
Shadows long – dark the cloud
Lost again, this longing that was found.

Mangoes dripping a sweet yellow
Slow afternoons, lovers mellow
Lips on the phone, a soft hello
Tis summer, harps the swallow.

The colours in the sound
Soft – whispered – loud
Spell cast – love bound
Shadows long – dark the cloud
Lost again, this longing that was found.

Puffy, these clouds are white
Shape-shifting, lends the day bright
Dragons and lions formed, the sleight
Light on her feet, she is an eight.

The colours in the sound
Soft – whispered – loud
Spell cast – love bound
Shadows long – dark the cloud
Lost again, this longing that was found.

Stout her endurance, mahogany
Rigid she is cast, they call it monogamy
How can it be so, love – a monopoly
Bored stiff, she has to escape – this monotony.

The colours in the sound
Soft – whispered – loud
Spell cast – love bound
Shadows long – dark the cloud
Lost again, this longing that was found.

Stern, this shade of black
Night falls, it’s now dark
In the café, some luck
Soulful the singer, a lark.

The colours in the sound
Soft – whispered – loud
Spell cast – love bound
Shadows long – dark the cloud
Lost again, this longing that was found.

Love neglected, she longs for flowers
Out of work, last cents spent on flour
Once soft, she now scolds him rough
Broke, a woman’s loving is tough.

The colours in the sound
Soft – whispered – loud
Spell cast – love bound
Shadows long – dark the cloud
Lost again, this longing that was found.

Yellow and lime, to rhyme with thyme
Wine and dine, there shall be a time
Practised, goads with her whine
Fast, he has to find a credit line.

The colours in the sound
Soft – whispered – loud
Spell cast – love bound
Shadows long – dark the cloud
Lost again, this longing that was found.

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