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Rui Rosa Nov 2018
Death is black,
Life is white,
No matter witch one you choose,
It will allways be Black and White.
I decided to make my version of " roses are red, violets are blue"
Tala Jun 2017
The year of HD colours
and endless mind-
rewiring sessions

I blink once, twice
hold my breath
zone out
slip to the nearest galaxy

I look
and still

a Black & White complication
thousands miles away from
a grey and colour palette situation
c n Feb 2016
Behind closed doors, there's something more; deeper than her personal art and healing heart. She's left only to herself. Her head that once was held head, fell and reality shook the room. The roar of laughter echoes and her insides shatter. Flaws are what make us whole. But for her, that's not how the story unfolds. Color leaves her eyes and she's no longer alive deep inside. The photograph that was once painted in color, faded to grey. -c. n.
KT Mar 2016
Night's willow, guard me well,
Else the candle is out and I'm back again.
Little birdie, sing me a song,
While you pluck the stars, one by one.
Sky's clear, from there to here,
Hummingbird's safe in all the worlds we share.

Day's wail, there you are again,
The birdie's flown, I hope to see it again.
Willow's whithered, wax is dun.
The song is done, I can't think myself back.
The Sun is up, also the moon,
A remnant of night, less sung about in daylight.
It's real, I think at least,
The birdie's somewhere, woken as same.
Dreams of Sepia Aug 2015
You were like a black & white movie
that I played over & over but backwards
Amenisia Lopez Aug 2015
In a cold dark world
no one* can *think or feel
there are no sounds,
there are no colors,
the days are grey
but the world is structured

Its a black & white world
where things work or they don’t
simple and complex
In a world so cruel and judgmental
so raw and sharp

so many colors and sounds
a song birds chirp,
The yellow rays of sunlight,
that we never see
because we are in a  pitch black box,
and we don’t try to get out,

differences and similarities
mind and heart,
So much is out there,
look around

at the crisp autumn leaves flames falling to the ground
An evergreen oak wise and graceful  branches
engraved with thousands of stories that were long forgotten
and washed away

We live in a bleak, black and white world
but we can see so much more

can we see the light in shadows
the good in evil
can we see the color in the pure absence of it
Music when there is silence
the chaos in nothing

Look deeper at the black and white of our world
**what will you see?
This poem is just a flow of words, I'm not exactly sure of the meaning  but it definitely has one. This poem is just to open peoples eyes a bit, its metaphorical.Its is also confusing.
Rachael Judd Feb 2015
People think the world is only made black and white
But if you blur your eyes
The only color you start to see,
The color they fail to believe
Its not one or the other, its the colors in between
Fitri Nisya Dec 2014
What is the matter
Of being
Or what else?

All you can see here,
Are just Black and White
But you can still see
the beauty
of these group of clauses

And I still can see,
I will always can see
your inner beauty

From those words you wrote
I love my body yesterday, today, and will always, yay?
I kind of wonder girl these days are too much worry about being fat, those up-to-date things, and so on. You can never get it all when you never feel enough. Be grateful. People out there are dying to be like you, beautiful people. ❤
Emisen Nov 2014
the bright sun
shines and smiles
and the music of the wind
make dance the fallen leaves,

but my sombre heart sees naught
but malevolent heat
and swaying puppets
on strings of wind.

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