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*color my soul*

In the vast sea of colors,
reds fade into brilliant yellows,
calling for a sunset...
blues swim together,
begging for an ocean
to glisten in...
soft greens dream of
such animals to scamper atop them;
to be eaten with such a crispness...
browns speak of the earth
caressed with flowers of such
beautiful color...
yet as I slip my hand inside
my box of crayons
I pick out the one who remains silent
the black-
who has no dreams
who does not call out to me
who is so empty inside
I am drawn to him
for he brings me comfort
I take him to my paper,
and carefully draw my soul...

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Written September 13th, 2004

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  • -your-chaos-theory-
    July 11, 2005
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    This poem is really pretty...It reminds me of an activity that I did one time. You might now it, where you find out what your true colors are. Oh well, any way, I'm really sorry but you didn't seem you read the rules properly. You forgot to put whose poem you commented on. Thanks for entering anyway and better luck next time.

  • EmeraldDaze
    July 7, 2005
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    artistic

    wow, beautifuly expressed. the last lines gave the rest meaning. I'd write more but my cat's begging me to give it a belly-scratch

  • xsiLeNceD sOuLx
    July 2, 2005
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    awww...thanks. hehe


  • Pallas Athena
    July 2, 2005
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    Not what I was expecting at the end, but this is definently a good write. Good luck in the contest!


  • zillion
    July 2, 2005
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    this poem is so interesting! it is very unique. This was a good poem to enter in a contest so good luck!

    -Faithful Dreamer

  • xsiLeNceD sOuLx
    January 18, 2005
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    whoa...hi...i havent talked to you in so long! i miss writing! i have a xanga now...

    http://www.xanga.com/home.aspx?user=xsilencedsoulx

    hehe...i'll ttyl! and haha...a bit late, im glad u liked the poem! hehe...

    i'm baaaaack,
    :+:brianne:+:

  • Fleshmaker
    October 6, 2004
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    You've come a long way from when you first started here, I'm proud of you. Keep on writing. <3


  • Ember Rose
    September 26, 2004
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    This is very expressively written in an array of color. Hmmm...I often liked my black crayon, too. It mirrors so many things. Yet, I never see it not having dreams...perhaps because in High School art so many years ago my teacher told me black is not absence of color, rather that it is all colors of the spectrum combined. Kind of a swirling of the best of all. and Rose


  • savage4883
    September 14, 2004
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    I like this. At first i was leary, as it started cheerful. But i love your turn of events. Black calls out to me. Such a beautiful, misunderstood color.

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