Open Poetry #7 |
Achromatism |
Moon Dust
since 1999-06-11
Posts 2177Skelmersdale, UK |
Colourless, Hueless, Toneless, The way I perceive my life, Blank and lacklustre, And oh so boring, Faint, faded, fading, And slowly slipping, Ghastly pale dead, Or nearly. We are all poets, its just some people dont know it yet. |
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Lone Wolf Member Ascendant
since 2000-03-16
Posts 5842Lansing, MI USA |
Maria, Interesting poem. I am guessing you have been through some hard times and this is the result. Always good to write those feelings out and deal with them constructively. Every life has meaning of some sort...you just have to search deep within to find out what that is for you. Best wishes and welcome to Passions! Lone Wolf Friends are friend forever if the Lord's the Lord of them and a friend will not say never cause the welcome will not end. --Michael W. Smith |
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Poet deVine
Administrator
Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
Boy this sure struck me today! I feel that way sometimes. Like they gave me a 'gray' pill! Good poem. |
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