THE COLOUR OF LOVE
poem by:
Kenvil Atkins
Written
on Sep 28, 2025
THE COLOUR OF LOVE He drifted off to sea many months ago Standing on the shores of a lonely beach My heart poured out anguish, desire, and regret The loudness of my heart powered his tiny vessel Watching him disappear across the horizon A chill mist blew towards me that made me shiver The customary kiss goodbye was forgotten today In despair, I turn my back towards the ocean and pray Upon my shoulder was a tap, my love, you forgot the kiss. Fishing will be late, but the color of love once more triumphs Kenvil Atkins, Poet / Caribbean poetry.
Tags: Happy, Love, Faith, Inspirational,
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Roxanne Dubarry commented on Oct 21, 2025 at 1:02am
Your heart must be feeling all alone and lonely indeed while your fisherman is busying drifting out to sea. Way out there in the ocean blue rest assured while he is fishing, it is you he is a missing and will be welcoming you with wide open arms upon his return with a nice batch of fish to fry!
