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I Am A Crayon

I am a crayon.
In a box.
Everyday.
My.
Colour.
Changes.

Today I am white: Pure and angelic; sharing my stories.

Yesterday I was blue: Sad and avert; holding back tears.

Two weeks ago I was red: Hyper and vibrant; displaying my energy.

Tommrow I might be pink: Girly and pretty; feeling sweet and beautiful.

The day after, green: Natrual and blended; not noticed but important.

Maybe later today I will be brown; just kicking around, doing a lot of nothing.

Or you never know, maybe yellow; bright and happy, shining like sun.

There are days that I am black; lonely and sad, being used to outline everying.

And sometimes, I'm grey; only used once and awhile, but outlasts the others.

Of course sometimes I am the other colours.

Purple... Orange... Silver... Beige...

But right now... I think I feel a little rainbowish.

A contest entry

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  • dead-love-for-fun
    December 14, 2007
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    wow. This is a great poem.It's so creative and that's one of the things I love to read. I really like the ending cause it makes me feel rainbowish inside. Keep writing cause I want to read more.


  • Simp
    December 13, 2007
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    Creative, the title definatly caught my attention.


  • musik-freek
    December 1, 2007
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    Nice, funny title but very meaningful poem. my perception of when you say your ranbowish is like mixed emotions, you dont know what to feel so you feel everything to try to make everyone happy very good


  • Re-invention silver member
    December 1, 2007

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    creative!

    very creative. using colors as a way to express your feelings. nice flow too. love the way you placed them in your own order not in the so dreaded one. I always feel black it is a minus time when I feel the others. loved your write!


  • Eon Blue
    December 1, 2007

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    It just depends on how naughty the child holding the crayon is, eh?
    You might be used to create a beautiful portrait, a house with a chimney throwing smoke, or you could end chopped in pieces and shoved in the nose of a 5 year old as well. ;p

    I enjoy the way you write. I might as well add you to my favorites. Shouldn't I?


  • Dancing the Rumba
    December 1, 2007

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    Beautiful! Really captures the essence of colors... I would work on the last line, maybe change it to:
    But right now?
    I think I feel like being-
    A rainbow.

    Something like that,
    Vivien

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