What do cotton candy and cherry blossom have in common?

It is almost impossible for me to describe how I feel about the colour PINK. It is beautiful, it is tacky.
It holds a universe of meaning.

The words below are truly beautiful, poigaint. Please take a moment to read them.

Pink flowers; 
Pink pens;
 What about a pink life

; Pink stars
; Pink trees; 
What a pink life that would be; 



Pink shoes; 
Pink dresses; 
That is the pink fashion life for me! Claudia Wilson

I have never see a pink cloud rain before. 

I have only seen a magenta bolt of lightening try to strike my heart,

and
 Aqua tears trickling from my dazzled misty eyes, down my
 Flushed and lonesome cheek, though 

I have never see a pink cloud rain before.



I have never seen a pink cloud rain before.

I have seen spotted purple snakes crawling up my bedroom walls, and
 Transparent bubbles filled with dreams floating before my very eyes, though, 


I have never seen a pink cloud rain before.



I have never seen a pink cloud rain before, though 
I have seen a reddish sun cast shadows down upon a tortuous, rippling river; 


I have seen tears cascading down a sloping hill, and 
Gulls flapping their gentle, feathered wings atop some cragged cliffs, although 


I have never seen a pink cloud rain before.



I have never seen a pink cloud rain before, although 
I have heard eerie and commanding thoughts and voices 
That no one else could hear. 


I have had disturbing, stabbing thoughts that have injured me inside, though 

I have never seen a pink cloud rain before. 



I have never seen a pink cloud rain before, although 
I have slid down an icy mountainside on
a very sunny night.


I have wept a sea of deep blue and purple tears, though 


I have never seen a pink cloud rain before.



I have never heard thunder clap behind a rosy cloud, or seen
Tears fall from heaven or
have heard angels singing. 


I have had morbid thoughts of loss, death and suicide, 
While thunder clapped, and
 

these pink clouds could not rain.

 

Perhaps someday I shall see a pink cloud rain upon a 
Magnificent world, which I have created for myself,


where tall green and golden reeds are surrounded by swirling water pools, and 


a hallucinogenic sun sets behind high and mighty mountains.


And there, people would be trustworthy and true to heart.


No, I have never seen a pink cloud rain before,

although, 
I have seen almost everything there is to see -

Some good sights and some bad-


I have heard some screaming voices echo in my mind, although, 

some quiet ones as well. 

I have seen some orange and, pinkish sunsets, and mirages in
 the fortress of my own mind, however-


I have never seen a pink cloud rain before,
and 
I have never seen a pink cloud weep before….




Claudia Krizay