A Poem by XinHyun

I was day dreaming and blahblahblah and this came out (I think too much xD)

She sits there wondering,
twirling her pen between her fingers,
day dreaming and living as herself.
She gazes outside one last time,
five minutes before the bell rings.

A rainbow was taunting her,
lulling her into her mind once more.
She sat there curiously,
thinking, thinking, more about
that rainbow, and the colors.

The teacher holds up a CD,
it glints and shines,
showing off it's colors.
Full of memory,
or full of pictures.

Smoothing across the CD,
the same rainbow taunting her.
She looked back outside,
the rainbow was gone.

She sighed and smiled,
her rainbow in her mind,
was full of colors and still close.
More closely, in her thoughts,
her rainbow was unique.
Made of all her memories.

In me, I have many colors to show.
I am a rainbow in my own way.
It's not weak, it's pure strength.
I almost have all my colors,
I'm shining brightly next to everyone else.

My memories will make a wonderful rainbow.

© 2012 XinHyun

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I'm sure they do. Beautiful thought, to interplay between memories and colours. I wonder what colour your thoughts are right now :-)

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here, IN

I'll always just be me. Not outstanding, not insignificant, but me. I'm happy with that. more..

Thoughts. Thoughts.

A Poem by XinHyun

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A Poem by XinHyun