Dark Poetry #4 |
Black |
Walter Poe Senior Member
since 1999-10-13
Posts 787 |
Black is the colour deep down in your soul where all of those horrors and nightmares grow Its a playground for devils A unfathomable hole everyone has one somewhere dark to go Where do you think those words came from when hatred bubbles And you could think of none Black is not a colour It is a place beyond time Where the soul cannot reach and the darkness resides Do not go gentle into that good night. |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Paul~ I am soooo moved by THIS thought - 'Black is not a colour It is a place beyond time' *Huglets* ~*Marge*~ ~*The sound of a kiss is not as strong as that of a cannon, but it's echo endures much longer*~ |
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