To lose the brightness of the colors,
The sensation that somehow everything becomes dim.
At times it is cause we lost a lover,
Others cause we can just feel our surroundings cold and grim.
The vividness of color slowly disappears,
It makes everything feel part of a fears.
As our inner light loses the power of pure illumination,
We lose our strength, our health, our vigor,
Just like the tulips have faded, it is a different sensation,
But a killer none the less, a sensation that makes you shiver.
Just like the tulips lost their freshness,
So can we lose our edges and be left breathless.
The fading of it all wants to be comprehended,
To disappear or die gradually is not what is intended,
Even if the venom of the past clogs the senses.
But like an image on and old Television set,
Always disappearing; gradually,
Inevitably everything becomes darker, another cassette,
And like holding down by gravity; everything fades naturally.
Copyright © 2016 Manuel Osornio-emotionsoflife2016
I don’t know about this one. If that’s the case, I know some pretty old tulips that have plenty of vigor left and all their marbles. We know we are all destined to die but, some of us just go to sleep one night and don’t wake up in the morning. Now that’s how I would like to leave this world. :o)
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Me too. Thank you for reading, your comments mean a lot
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To disappear or die gradually is not what is intended,…
Always disappearing; gradually..
These two sentences contradict for me…maybe it is my English knowledge…please explain.
XxX
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first line explains how deep, deep inisde I want to continue to be alive, the second means that regarless of what I want that feeling will forever be there.
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Ok. Thanks. Then listen to that deep, deep voice inside 😉 XxX
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Trying
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Reblogged this on saywhatumean2say and commented:
I’m having a bad day but it looks like Manuel was too. This poetry is just so representative of the way I feel today. UP down, UP down., UP down; the last down is because they water works dept replaced my 60 year old water main and now my out side sewer is backing up. Money, Money, Money, chink.
“To lose the brightness of the colors,
The sensation that somehow everything becomes dim.”
THANK YOU emothons for saying it just the way i would have…had i had a voice that works. ~~dru~~
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Thank you for the reblog, hope everything gets better for you
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Manuel, you are so gifted. Thank you! Blessings to you ❤
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Thank you for the support. Stay amazing
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