Shades Of Gray Poem by Smoky Hoss
Shades Of Gray
Sometimes I wish I was Mother Teresa, sometimes
Jesse James.
But always wondering,
would I be either one, for love or for fame?
What's that say about me?
Am I sinner or saint?
Bound or free?
Both, I believe.
The divide is narrow
between a want and a need.
It's always hard to say
the color of the soul
when wrapped in so many shades of gray.
In every yesterday, today and tomorrow,
the fleeting laughter moves on
turning our own fragile joy into such precarious sorrow.
What if tomorrow never comes?
What then shall
by heaven and earth be done?
We all waste too much time talking
to those who care not for what we say;
to speak with someone who truly listens
pause a moment, and simply pray.
Everything must go on, living and dying day by day,
as slowly we all cross the line of time, and leave behind
those old drab shades of gray.
Wonderful poem Smoky. Everything does go on. Time stops for no one.
A fine poem well written with a more than fine moral thinking message. Thank you sir for writing and sharing your poem, I enjoyed reading it.10++ and take care
Oh. My. Word. This is stunning. You've taken off your cowboy hat with a vengeance! The lines glide, the rhymes are smooth as glass and never interfere with the message, and the message is untamed and running free and I can not find a fault in it anywhere! ! !
beautiful inside feelings; beautifully shared the expression good wish always makes good moral human mind........
I definitely relate to this meditation, Smoky. Ultimately, I remind myself, it’s our reputation with God that matters; when it comes to that, I want to hear “well done.” The fame thing, I wonder if it’s mainly an extension of the need we all have to be recognized. -Glen
You and Mother Teresa can both ride with me any day! See you around the campfire! Bring your guitar! My latest poem is " Bacon, Beans, and Big Cats" .
Excellent! The first poem to my favorites list! I would invite you to read my poems, but I have a new account and my poems are not yet activated. I have five of them. Every time I post a new one I get this message: Your poems will be activated after they are approved by the system administrator.
Everything must go on, living and dying day by day, as slowly we all cross the line of time, and leave behind those old drab shades of gray. ======ooops they are all my fav lines 10+++++++++++++++++++++++ and onto my fav list
We all waste too much time talking to those who care not for what we say; to speak with someone who truly listens pause a moment, and simply pray.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
4/25/2024 6:31:22 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Let's see. What are my favorite lines? The divide is narrow between a want and a need. It's always hard to say the color of the soul when wrapped in so many shades of gray. In every yesterday, today and tomorrow, the fleeting laughter moves on turning our own fragile joy into such precarious sorrow. What if tomorrow never comes? What then shall by heaven and earth be done?