Click in the field, then press CTRL+C to copy the HTML code
The Colour of Ecstasy
The room is blank, a canvas white
Tranquil and serene and bright
In the mirror I stare numbly and gently I sigh
Its quiet but for whispering in the cubicle nearby
And murmuring of music and excitement distant
The effect of the pill I just took: instant
Colours! Colours everywhere,
What can one do but cry and despair?
The colours are swirling in and around,
Making that familiar swirling sound
Whirr, whirr flows the green,
Into the rapid yellow stream,
They swirl so loud I want to scream:
Stop! Stop swirling! Curse you!
But they never do
Suddenly euphoria in my head,
- Brain cells dead
Unmatched feeling of power
- Blood is sour
The attainable feeling of bliss
- Turns to abyss
What can one do but cry in despair?
Not a single colour anywhere
poem
by
Paul Savio Hearn
solid border
dashed border
dotted border
double border
groove border
ridge border
inset border
outset border
no border
blue
green
red
purple
cyan
gold
silver
black