Parsley's Poem of the Day

HELLO! Welcome to my not-so-brand-new poetry collection! I will publish a new poem on here every day (all being well) for your enjoyment! If you want me to feature one of your poems don't hesitate to ask, otherwise they will all originate from the darkest depths of my mind.
Thanks to @SnowyWriter. for the idea!
If there's a poem you particularly like or dislike, let me know so I know what type of poem you prefer.
Enjoy! All poems ©Parsavagely 2014 - 2017 (excluding 'featured' poems)


1. 23/12/14 (#1)


Endings are defined, precise in their nature,

They are clear points of finality,

Which do not change.

Endings force us to move on, as they do not move at all,

Impassable, but necessary if we wish to reach our goals.


Beginnings however, are out of focus photos,

Showing the sun rising on new days,

They are the uncertain dawning.

Their colours merge together in a process, not a moment,

The slow opening of a door letting in crimson light.


Is the future crimson?

It's hard to say,

But it seems to me its colour,

Is more of an array.

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