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Technicolour society in a spin that seems all too perfect

Posted to Haiku Board

sometimes it seems hard
finding things within myself
i have never seen

yellow lampshade here
throws light to my fingers as
keys click out this rhyme

distances bring sounds
movies, laughs, societies
afraid to be real

how many more times?
sad-eyed pictures above me
seem to cry in sleep


my love dont you frown
life too short for drowning sighs
hold your head up high

and smile- the world
will come 'round eventually
till then, laugh with me

through the woods where trees
frame us oh so perfectly
waves flow to your eyes

waves of love, of life
promises of days to come
all just waves in time

but what pretty waves!
make your ocean swirl tonight
the night sky waits