White dazzles my inner divide,
Black thrown in with my unruly side,
My parents wave me a lingering goodbye,
They have always nurtured my childlike soul,
As I try to fly from my warm nest,
To accomplish and try to be the best,
In a world full of colour so bold,
I'm painted black and white,
Standing out for all the wrong reasons,
I dare to fight,
I always daydream in multicolour scenes of joy,
Living is a struggle with silent screams of turmoil,
Stirring the concoction to the boil,
As i listen to remarks that stick permanently,
I try and climb to a great height,
To discover a view, that I can never see,
I bounce back into a fantasy of nature holding my hand,
Accepting my limitations,
Tasting the sweet prospect of finding words a sensation,
Black and white finds the curious light,
That shimmers with substance and dances across the page in ink,
I cross a a wide bridge that is my link,
To dissolving the empty divide,
Like the certainty of the incoming tide.
As i listen to remarks that stick permanently, I try and climb to a great height, To discover a view, that I can never see, It is true, remarks do stick forever
Your heart is in your every word. Perfect Poem for the day. Thank You
There is no such thing as color. Electromagnetic wavelengths vary and are collected by our eyes and interpreted by brains as subjective colors. We humans use our perception in many ways, some good (as in this poem) and some bad. Congrats on poem of the day, Hazel
Great lines exquisitely rendered with artistic brilliance. Totally resonates with my convictions. Thanks for sharing this inspirational fragrance with us. Remain enriched.
Beautiful and captivating, read my poem " She whispered to her friends " Regards.
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The polarities of white and black take on philosophical significance because they sum up the contradictions that we move through. They are not the final story, because their stark contrast only dominates when joy falters, but you fight your way toward the vantage point of joyous color. Excellent.
I try and climb to a great height, To discover a view, that I can never see, .../// beautiful poem penned let me climb the inner ladder let me discover the lighter by which I see all brighter.......///
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
congratulations on poem of the day, I always enjoy reading your your work.