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.
