a few splashes of colour.

Shards of broken dreams.

A little bit of hope mixed with sunshine.

A little shine from the silver moon,

With weathered lines of pain and disgust.

The smile of a flower

The tenderness of a child

Life like the flowing breeze

Which leaves a silent whisper in my ear.

The tears of God

The dewdrops on newly born leaves

The kindness on the woman with a stick

And the aagony caused by the underneath

The scent of the tree

Which stands strong.

Strength-oh that beautiful feeling

And love-destruction and birth.

Freedom of the flowing dove

Peace of the silence.

And all that's unsaid.

Feelings

Words

Pain

Seperation

Love

Loss

Smile

Tears

Joy

Voice

And all of it in one bottle called life.