If green, red and yellow
Are the colors of life,
Then why is mine
So black and gray?
Sad, so sad, but I have been on that same old road myself...
this is fantastic. a bit sad, but fantastic.
Finely expressed. It put me in mind instantly of Van Gogh's paintings against his black and grey drawings...
Really dark and the language reflects the pain. I particularly liked this poem the most of the 3 you submitted today, especially the muddy pebbles as the tears, the dead cotton in the hot field and, so powerful, the murderer being your own pain. Vivid images, thanks. I am weeping now...
Good work Sandra, but I will have to write a comedy to cheer you up.
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