Colour Me Gone Poem by Magdalena Biela

Colour Me Gone



Colour me gone
I'm just a pawn
In life's chess game

I'm just a non-
person, a yawn,
and all the same.

I take no heart,
I play no part
in this last act

I'm game for Art,
my counterpart,
and that's a fact.

I know not why
I'm a far cry
from all that's known


a harvest fly,
of the wild rye.
colour me gone.

Colour Me Gone
Wednesday, March 21, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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