My walls black with whitened stains,
Covering my colored pains.
The sky white with darkened clouds,
Looking out to earthlings’ crowds.
Earthlings crowds of only two,
White and black, not me and you.
Gone to the angst of shadow’s rage,
Here we lay our frightful stage.
But through the midst of black and white,
Purple lies deep in my sight.
A color of difference, of a joyful tune,
Brightening the days of afternoon.
Purple a color unique to its own,
Sitting on its royal thrown.
Black and white, but purple too,
Now perhaps there is me and there is you!
Author notes
option 1
A contest entry
- Some off the wall options by takemypainaway.
450 points, ended March 3, 2008, 24 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Any lines your hated.. maybe liked??
Comments
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"Here we lay our frightful stage .
But through the midst of black and white,
Purple lies deep in my sight."
this part is way cool. i love purple!
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i like this
purple= best color
this has a good rhyme
and good meaning
thank you for entering
--kat -
Earthlings crowds of only two,
White and black, not me and you
love these two lines but the poem its self
is just great sweetie,
best wishes in the contest
you did a great job take care and lots of love
endless-lover
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