Purple

Purple

A Poem by astoundinglyattractive

Not yellow

yellow means brightness, light, new

Not blue

blue means soft , peace, calm

Not red

red means anger, love, pain

Not white

White means pure, innocence, life

Not black

Black means betrayal, death, hatred

 

Anything i do

and everything i say

seems to be

not

not this

not that

not love

not hate

what is it?

Maybe purple

 

Purple is pure

Purple is love

Purple is soft

Purple is new

Perfection is purple

 

It is impossible to be

all of the above

 

It is impossible to be purple.

 

So i guess maybe

 

just maybe

 

Its purple

 

But i wouldn't know.

I don't believe in the word impossible.

© 2011 astoundinglyattractive


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I can relate, this poem perfectly describes why i friggin love the color purple! It is like, everything and nothing.

Posted 9 Years Ago


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