Hibernation is ending,
everyone is waking up
from the harsh cold.
A flower comes to bloom,
flashing its bright colours
as if it was on the cover of Vogue Flowers.
Eyes starving from a dead winter
are taken into an epileptic fantasy,
a psychedelic trip
bombed by long-forgotten hues.
Celebrations are due,
rules and norms are forgotten
promises broken.
Become crazy,
hop around and breed –
the spirit of Easter Bunny
has possessed our empty souls.
Spread more seeds
let Spring be vivid
to leave you in a nostalgic psychosis
once all that graceful beauty
withers away.
Go check out The A to Z of You and Me, a collection of 26 poems.
Published on January 14, 2017 23:57