Wild, proud, and headstrong
are what i'd like to be.
My heart and soul
just like my goals
are what define me.
Blue for cool, calm, collect.
Purple for honest, fair, direct.
Red for fire, strength and caring.
Black for bold, unique and daring.
The colors of my soul define for who i am
The colors of my soul
aren't stemmed by a dam
On their own they're just colors
Not much yet still real.
But when they're combined
what they from is surreal;
Me
are what i'd like to be.
My heart and soul
just like my goals
are what define me.
Blue for cool, calm, collect.
Purple for honest, fair, direct.
Red for fire, strength and caring.
Black for bold, unique and daring.
The colors of my soul define for who i am
The colors of my soul
aren't stemmed by a dam
On their own they're just colors
Not much yet still real.
But when they're combined
what they from is surreal;
Me
This poem has a pretty strong rhythm, and I like that a lot. I think that the stanza describing the colors is absolutely beautiful and I keep rereading it because is sounds so nice. The only part I'm not crazy about is "stemmed by a dam." To me, it just feels like it doesn't fit in, more that it is just there for the rhyme.
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