#monotone poems on Hello Poetry

FC Azaele Sep 1

No rhyme, no beat
Just a cloud of disarray
I lay here in defeat,
deaf to all things each mouth says

High, low pitches;
melted into one single tune
The muscles prone to fickle flinches
waiting for the watchman’s beat by noon

Stuck all in its monotony
it’s chamber loop, its labyrinth
I cry at all things dead possibility
hoping for release as dead ends tear all I believe in

#loops #daily #misery #labyrinth #monotone

alyssum perennial Jan 2021

Monotone

I wonder
Since when things begin to change
Just when did the ride home feel longer
Without you, in the jeep, it's strange

How small talks with you is exciting
Far better than hobbies and game
And the poems I have been writing
It all suddenly rhymes with your name

I wonder
Since when did I act so differently
Just when did your image always appear
in my mind, consistently

In buying foods, watching movie
Unknowingly, putting a smile on my face
And the songs on shuffle, as lost as I
Without your warm embrace

I wonder
When did my once monotone world
Become so much drenched
In the shade of you?

Jeep/Jeepney - are buses and the most popular means of public transportation ubiquitous in the Philippines.

#monotone

Alicia Moore Oct 2020

Monotone

monotone voices hold
an element that glistens
in the light
of worldly havoc.
peace can be found
when one listens
to the simple
black and white.

#peace #life #world #earth #monotone #chaos #light #glisten #black #white

Emma Dec 2018

Monotonous Monochrome (Old Poem of Mine)

Thy is not blind, thy is full of life
Yet it be thy eyes has lost all soul
Thy colors have fallen and brutally died
There’s no hope, to find them is no more

Black, grey, whenever and wherever you go
Never to reappear in this monochromatic world
All colors have gone as if they vanished into below
Get them quick; they’re in hold!

Children will hear, children will be told
Of the story of no colors around
Only black and white are left, as the rest are mold
Grey in the sky, grey on the ground, colorless all around

Yet, in my hands, in this little polychromatic portfolio
I am still able to see the colors that left so long ago

I made this poem for an English project for the first semester of my freshman year in high school. I can't believe that was 2016, and I'm already about to enter into 2019 as a junior...Time sure flies! I was looking in google drives and suddenly saw this, and I knew right away that I had to upload this.
As you can see, even when I was younger I had depressing ideas for poems ****. Looking over this, it's not only nice to see how much I've improved, but also strange how I typed out gray in the British form (grey) when I'm American lol. I left this poem without any edits to show my work view of mistakes. xD also more lol I rhymed around twice in the third stanza.
Final lol: there was 2 spaces between the 2nd and 3rd stanza instead of one like for the reason of spaces between he four stanzas. I left it there to show how much I've grown lol.

#sad #monotone #monochrome #gray #colorless #black #colors #poly #chromatic

sushii Oct 2018

mundane

everything was so mundane,
no sound,
no name.

the silence watched over us like a hawk,
resting it’s talons on the trees above.

there was no thud,
no beat,
no reverb.

the machines did not whir,
or click,
or crackle.

the strings never hummed,
the girl never sang,
and the child never played.

neurons following a set circuit,
run,
stop,
go.

the sun always set,
yet it had never risen.

hardwired to the equipment,
but the machine never worked,

because the processor was coated in a mundane molasses.

moving through gray honey,
black and white retinas perceive gray things
for our slow-moving hands to paint.

the words were the same,
the day never changed,

it was, and always will be
the same.

#mundane #sound #name #silence #hawk #talons #trees #monotone

CE May 2018

monomaniac

"no, I don't hate you,"
with a voice flatter than roadkill
that's what she said

#hate #lie #monotone #apathy