Colors Poem by Shel Silverstein

Colors

Rating: 3.4


My skin is kind of sort of brownish
Pinkish yellowish white.
My eyes are greyish blueish green,
But I'm told they look orange in the night.
My hair is reddish blondish brown,
But it's silver when it's wet.
And all the colors I am inside
Have not been invented yet.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
dont worry 16 April 2018

its fine even though i dont understand it

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Gibson Bopoto 31 January 2018

Shel...........he sure has a witty quirky style of writting

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Darren Jkoeryo 12 January 2019

Excellent poem to read. Unending colours of life.

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Savita Tyagi 12 January 2019

It's the last line that give poem so much weight.

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Mahtab Bangalee 12 January 2019

wow great introspected line- all the colors I am inside /// love this poem

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Bill Cantrell 01 July 2024

Added to my favorites

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Bill Cantrell 01 July 2024

I totally understand😊😊😊brilliant poetry…the first actual poem I've seen in a bit, you rhyme where the companion word does not over echo and the meter is great

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Kesav Easwaran 28 December 2019

Interesting. We have different colours different faces different roles in life. Well expressed

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SUCK MY BIG 27 February 2019

MY IS SOOOO BIG U CHOKE ON IT ALL NIGHT

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Ramotlhaba Chrisjan 12 January 2019

One of the greats. Your poems are so adorable, you are one of my favorites

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Shel Silverstein

Shel Silverstein

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