Writing Prompt

If the ocean was red,

Would trees still be green?

If my heart were blue,

Would I love you more than me?

If the sky’s were grey,

Would things still be as they seem?

If the sun was black,

Would you still have taken everything you said back?

If things appeared differently,

Maybe life would have new meaning....

If the ocean was red, would the trees still be green ?

If my heart were blue, would I love you more than me?

I barley love myself , so your love is the last thing I need.

My tears can fill a river and my cries compose a symphony.

Demons walk by my side and they’re quick to commit a sin for me.

Just being a bystander doesn’t save you from the enemy.

But once I look into your eyes, the res...

That was the 10th note I found in my locker this month. Whoever was leaving them want to ketch my eye, and they did but whoever it was. That I could not figure out I hoped it was the cute guy from my art class but it was unlikely because he doesn’t even know that I exist.

”What are u doing standing at your locker the bell is going to ring,” someone says behind me making me jump back into reality....

I had always loved you. I will always remember you as you were. As an angel. In my memories you will stand in the playground, aged 9, laughing. The lovely tinkling sound filling the air. It reminded me of the wind chime outside our house. You were standing in front of the sun looking like a goddess ringed in sunlight with your golden hair and amber eyes.

I loved you but never told you. And now y...

If the ocean was red

Would the trees still be green?

If my heart was blue

would you still love me?

If the sky stayed pink

As if the sun was going down

Would the water rethink

What colour it is now?

If fire was white

Would buildings still burn

Would smoke rise

What would we learn

If the sun was black

Would plants still grow

If we couldn’t see the light

Would there be a rainbow

...

Hoyle Lipton had had enough of being stuck inside. His advisers had advised he shouldn’t go outside but to Hoyle it didn’t matter now. What really did matter in the end?

He left his big sitting room behind him and made his way over to the void. As he went he put a finger to his neck, pressing the button underneath his skin. The button would trigger the installed mechanics within his human body an...

love is a funny thing.

it twists, causes pain

and heartache

and all the things

that come with a breakup

yet we strive for it

we wish to get love

in return for our love

we revel in the longing

consider a heart malfunction -

a heart skipping a beat -

as cute

we change for our love

without knowing the consequence.

“if the ocean were red,

would the trees still be green?”

we ponder the outcome

o...

I remember you asking me that question, it played on repeat in my mind. I thought about it day and night, only stopping to momentarily sleep before opening my eyes and it burning in my mind.

I wanted to give you an answer. I really tried my best to somehow give you a reasonable response and yet it looped continuously in my conscious for days.

I then went to you with the question, asking what i...