Black# daily prompt # season 4# attempt 12
Me and my best friend
Were the most crazy girls
When everyone used to go after colours
We were fans of Black and white
Those days colourful was the life
Now in mid of our life
Bright colours pull our hearts
Catch our eyes
And
We tend to think
Maybe because with time
Life has stolen all colours
Leaving only black behind, so
We are searching that bright life
A ray of sunlight
In colours of objects
To dim this inside dark
With shine of outside…
Copyright (c) 2017 Meenakshi Sethi., Wings Of Poetry
I like poetry that can convey something in animate terms that is less defined or clarified by definition. This is one of those poems for me and I appreciate it.
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Thank you Tammy! I wrote this kind of poem first time.
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This is an amazing poem
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Thank You so much š
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Great poem, I love bright colors.
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Thank you so much!!
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Super like šš»
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Thank you!
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Beautiful
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Thanks!
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Haha… Welcome again…
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