A poem about the deep meaning behind a simple color |
| Gray. A storm brewing on the horizon, Ocean stirring, bubbling like a pot. Gray. Eyes that once held something perfect, And still search even in the absence. Gray. Between day and night, black and white, Unsure thoughts and general incompleteness. Gray. A person living a full life, Still yearning to be a part of it. Gray. The color of silver without the shine, Lyrics of songs without the rhyme. Gray. A deserted street corner at dusk, Beneath a sky scattered in stardust. Gray. An all consuming feeling, That paints your world; your heart. Gray. Gray. Gray. When someone once there, Leaves a black hole of despair. Gray. All you see. All you have. All you are. |