Chaotic Clash of Color
Colors-
caught in a kaleidoscope;
clashing like cymbals;
poured through a prism;
undulating ultraviolet light;
Pandemonium pulses
through these shades-
hues of horror.
Paint from the pallete
is smeared and smudged;
muddled into mayhem
by the grubby fingers of God
flinging pigments at the wall.
No order,
no color scheme in the cosmos;
there is only a rainbow of chaos-
fading into the collecting clouds,
but bright enough to induce
an immediate migraine.
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- Bethany Walker -
- This poem is vivid, and imaginative I love poetry like this because it's real, it invokes the senses that are desperately at odds within us. Pandemonium pulses, that phrase is interesting because it shows wonderful alliteration!
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