Poetic Sundays: Hidden Messages Unknown/ 0 Comments Hidden Messages: Down the river, Engulfed by the current Oh Ophelia. Mad. Lost forever. Are you alright? Have your colors run? Did they leave you black & and white? Through the looking glass you fell Spiraling endlessly into a maze of hell. But in darkness the colors swim to the surface. Delusive lights shine bright at night, a kerosene fire, I feel the calling, singing to my desire. I am the ever changing crimson phoenix, Molded to fit a certain cast, I rebel only to reform. My heritage stays true throughout my transformations I cast off skins But retain the same ignitions. Peace, Love, and Hijabs, Naila <3 About Post Author Unknown Morbi leo risus, porta ac consectetur ac, vestibulum at eros. Fusce dapibus, tellus ac cursus commodo, tortor mauris condimentum nibh, ut fermentum massa justo sit amet risus. You may also like