Hey there, it's Mizuki!
We had some creative moments last week. Here are the results:
Colorful by Nyekk
Nature's most intersting invention
Colors are all around us.
They make the world come alive
As light shine upon them.
Many are the colors
Different in kind.
You wouldn't even think
What they got behind.
Blue.
Blue is sadness.
A feeling that makes you cry
When you think you could just die.
Inside your heart, emptiness.
Blue is also freedom.
Like the great sky around,
Soaring high on the winds.
Flying around mountains and hills.
Along the clouds.
Yellow.
Yellow is envy.
Longing for what you don't have
Money, success, friends and love.
Someone you would like to be.
Yellow is also warmness.
Summer sun's poking rays.
Just hatched chick in it's early days.
Beautiful autumn leaves.
Green.
Green is jealousy.
Emotion insearable from love,
Fear of someone taking your only one.
Pain of uncertainity.
Green is also peaceful.
The stillness of the vast fields.
Deepness of the oceans.
Nature itself.
Red.
Red is anger.
Burning hate in the flood,
Color of the needlessly spillt blood
Tint of upcoming danger.
Red is also love.
Rose bouqet on valentines day,
Warm affection on a night in May.
Expression of feelings.
Black.
Black is death.
Satan spreading dark wings,
Absence of colors, the hell it brings.
Taking a final rest.
Black is also deepness.
In your most loved girls eye,
Reflecting the world in sight.
Fine place to hide.
White.
White is rigidity.
The coldness of a plain wall,
Hospital bed, where the sick can fall.
A letter of feeling empty.
White is also purity.
Cleanness of freshly washed clothes
Flowers besides the mountain roads.
Stars in evening sky.
So it's not the colors,
But depends on us
What they mean and what not
Just keep your mind nice and full,
Your life will become colorful.
The smile of life by Mizuki
life was empty like the dead parts of ocean.
light was there, but never showed emotion.
there was no sound, just some empty words.
feelings has gone, flew away like birds.
then suddenly a little horse was born,
making noises, walking on his own,
making all the sad trees smile,
cheered up a man who just stopped by.
he never complained and never cried,
yet couldn't speak anyhow he tried.
he couldn't stand the sorrow of the town,
he brought happiness while he was grown.
when he died, people cried with the trees,
sun stopped shining, air filled with breeze,
his dust became a part of the moon,
but his soul will reborn again soon.
Hope you like them :)
Mizuki with Nyekk's support.
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