Colorful Capsules

As a medical anomaly, I try to vent artfully rather than bother my friends with constant complaints.

Blooming Blue melts the brain.

Furious Fuchsia attacks the nerves.

Garish Green drives you insane.

Intense Indigo exists to serve.

Languid Lavender slows you down.

Obedient Orange is a fatality.

Paranoid Pink deepens your frown.

Reflective Red muddles reality.

Solitary Silver induces pacing.

Twisted Teal enters the synapse.

Vibrant Violet sends thoughts racing.

Wilting White will make you collapse.

Colorful capsules must control.

Colorful capsules mend your soul.

Author's Note

Sonnets are not my strongest form- I am open to critiques.

Reviews

[emipoemi]

Though this is a sonnet in structure, it's not quite in flow, being that it's not in iambic pentametre - the universally acknowledged rhythm of a sonnet. However, the musicality of this piece is amazing enough that calling it a sonnet based solely on the structure is fully acceptable. The only problem I had with this is the word "must" in the final couplet. Its use requires explanation as the last line doesn't add to that thought (it serves as a mere echo, which is beautifully done), and there is no antecedent beforehand to give that word meaning and purpose in the overall poem. Saying "take" or "will", for instance, would cement the meaning better.

But everything else reads beautifully. Well done.