#colourless
Life has those tearful Moments,
When U need a Shoulder to cry on.
U find there's no one around U
and your Heart ends sighing on.
Life has those empty Moments,
that keeps eating on U.
U see the World Colourless,
and U end up feeling Blue.
Life has those silent Moments,
When U need someone to talk,
But there's hardly anyone around,
So U end up taking a walk.
Life has those scary moments,
When U feel, U are not good enough.
U go around tipping your Hat,
but still that's not enough.
Life has its beautiful Moments,
When at Night, U stare up at the sky.
U Wait for the Moon to show up
So U can wave it good-bye.
Oct 15, 2023
Oct 15, 2023 at 8:31 AM UTC
the world is colourless
colourless, because it's abandoned
colourless, because it's empty
colourless, because it's dead
colourless, because salvation requires there to be something left to salvage.
selfishness, greed, the lies we told,
there will always be consequence
there is no one left to pin the blame on
because now, we are all guilty.
but there is hope.
after we are gone,
it will finally rain.
after we are gone,
the sky will slowly clear.
after we are gone,
a green stem will grow from the earth.
after we are gone,
nature will survive.
after we are gone,
the world will bring itself back to the prosperity
that it had before we came.
after we are gone,
the world will reconcile
it will return to what it was
without us there to destroy it again.
because, before we were gone,
we forgot that it was not the nature that depended on us
but we the ones that depended on nature.
perhaps it was time for us
to take our leave.
perhaps it was for the best
that humanity was its own fatal flaw,
its own destruction.
Nov 24, 2019
Nov 24, 2019 at 11:03 PM UTC
I get no replies of smiles,
I walkthrough a bunch of colourless miles....
Jul 17, 2019
Jul 17, 2019 at 10:31 AM UTC
Crystal clear sky of Green,
And that red coloured stream.
If the trees turn to blue too,
Will that seem beautiful to you?
What's wrong with this happening?
I've fed up with u people changing.
Blinded by progression u don't see the crisis,
I still wait for the day u admit that Nature is the basis.
Jul 5, 2019
Jul 5, 2019 at 10:16 AM UTC
_Is it not a paradox that her deception should leave her beauty so unmarked? Her winsome countenance - generously admired - leaves her suitors abject; mere puppets on a string.
Verily, the essence of her is as a tarnished trinket. For to mine own soul she appears as jaded as a ***** house quean. Her eyes which once shone with the light of truth unblemished, a colourless and infinite mire overgrown with the entangled falsehoods she has seeded._
Jun 8, 2019
Jun 8, 2019 at 9:24 PM UTC
Looking at my lifeless soul beside the unknown lake
Trying to figure out what life was?
I poured my pen ink to this colorless lake watch it drink from the shore
I don't want this love no more
Even though it is the one thing that I was waiting for
But I am afraid to be alone
This trap suffocate my soul
Leading piece by piece
I thought my demons were almost defeated
But you took the silent and throw it away
I kept your secret thought you would do the same
Being held in this darkness
Where there is no light in the end
I was poisoned by that intoxicated drug
Waiting to engulf me
Apr 23, 2019
Apr 23, 2019 at 2:39 AM UTC
“Engulfed in bubblewrap
Oh, he's a fragile gift
A colorless soul, some would say
For anyone could colour him
Most would paint over the lines
Some would never even reach the delicate corners
I know of one fine artist that could paint him
Her fine fingers formed with delicacy
For only she could grace him with panache
Regrettably, their paths would never cross
As she is engulfed in bubblewrap too,
And lives in a separate box” — Demi.M Potts
Jan 24, 2019
Jan 24, 2019 at 7:02 AM UTC
There is a transect from colour to colourless,
There is a traversing from sunup to sunset!
A track from vividness to lifelessness!
****
Morning brings colour to life
Birds sign and fly, hark back splendour of work,
Butterfly invigorate redden of existence
Existence of life in the doodle nature
Every one blossom for breathing!
****
But we are waiting for dusk
Becoming everything murky
Than eliminate nature from life
Carnage everything with our manliness
and swollen with pride!
Feb 8, 2016
Feb 8, 2016 at 11:04 AM UTC
I walk among the living, screaming
"Help me"
"Help me"
Cold breath for a moment is felt
I can't touch, feel,
Concentrate
Intensify
Merge
With the meat sack,
"What am I doing" they used to be us,
But they think living is hard
Try death,
Awaken,
Cold,
Frightened
Like a new born, colour bled
From what's perceived,
An aura is exhaled momentary existence,
Energy,
Expelled,
Depleted
Moments as if a memory expelled,
In death there are some things worse
Than when you wake up deceased,
There were plentiful others walking
"With those family"
"Still looked upon"
"Never to close to scare,"
"To bring forth the cold of despair"
But then it happened,
"Hunger"
"Ravens"
"Corrupted"
What was a non existence,
Brought forth from a nether tear,
To consume an aura to pull it within,
The screams of silence
Fear not seen since death awakened,
"This was extinction"
No aura
No rebirth
No nothing
Consuming the dead, to breach the veil
What was it for to get out
To let something in,
I hide in this sack, as if hiding in a wardrobe
Hide and seek in the living,
"Shudders of the flesh concealment breached "
Concentrate,
Intensify,
Merge
Hide within the living, for they hunt the dead
There is no life after death, we now hide in the living..
Nov 16, 2014
Nov 16, 2014 at 7:25 PM UTC