It is there
Inside my mind
A place of solitude
Beneath a monochrome sky
Where hopes and dreams
And all desires
Once flourished
In brilliant colors
Upon the dawn
If only I had courage
To allow you in
To show you
What I see now
The shadowed fears
The insecurities
Like dried leaves on the wind
The tears that stain
In blackened hues
The once soulful sky
Cast now in gloamings gray
Here I sit
In this fading light
Silently watching
The colors fade
Breaths of hope
Turning to translucent mists
Hands gripping
Holding on to hope
Eyes searching
In the darkening sky
The splinters of distrust
Embedded deep within
Bleed the color
Of what once was
You are not gone
Not in the physical realms
But here upon this bench
Under this monochrome sky
Deep within my mind
I sit alone
And wait for
The return of color
© LAO Poetry 2016
May 25, 2016
May 25, 2016 at 10:34 AM UTC
It is there
Inside my mind
A place of solitude
Beneath a monochrome sky
Where hopes and dreams
And all desires
Once flourished
In brilliant colors
Upon the dawn
If only I had courage
To allow you in
To show you
What I see now
The shadowed fears
The insecurities
Like dried leaves on the wind
The tears that stain
In blackened hues
The once soulful sky
Cast now in gloamings gray
Here I sit
In this fading light
Silently watching
The colors fade
Breaths of hope
Turning to translucent mists
Hands gripping
Holding on to hope
Eyes searching
In the darkening sky
The splinters of distrust
Embedded deep within
Bleed the color
Of what once was
You are not gone
Not in the physical realms
But here upon this bench
Under this monochrome sky
Deep within my mind
I sit alone
And wait for
The return of color
© LAO Poetry 2016
