Swimming in the world of black and white,
For we cannot see beyond the rainbow.
Two lines that mean so much to me. Two lines that describe me.
Bad Jokes Inc Jun 2014
I hate white people
who stop me from stealing their stuff
and bring in the po po
who put me in hand cuff.

Now I'm in jail
cannot post bail
eating out of a metal bowl
while being fucked in my bunghole.

Then it occurred to me
what I am supposed to be
so I became a basketball player
and changed my name to Lebron James.

Chris Bosh wants to be more than homies
ever since I was drunk and he groped me
he wanted my dick
i think he was sick.

Spoelstra is an ass
I fuckin hate him.
he needs to die
before I cram a basketball in his wife.
Eric Spoelstra is my love.
Shari Forman Mar 2013
A heart that is pure,
Will be forever more.
A symbol of cleanliness and love,
Lies the color white, from above.
Friendship and trust,
With never a fuss.
Glory and unity,
For numerous opportunities.
Happiness excells,
With riviting stories to tell.
A heart so bright,
Deeply reflects the color white.
SøułSurvivør Jun 2015
wraith of white
you wander wild
the hinterland
Valkyrie's child

your breath pants mist
in icy caves
you have made
10, 000 graves

your image is
in winter skies
its crystal glitters
in your eyes

loping through
the cold chill wood
its secrets you
have understood

born to lead
long of fang
through the glaciers
your voice rang

lonely in your Lycan heart
you made the kill
your kindest art

wolf of legend
wolf of lore
you'll reign untamed

forevermore


soulsurvivor
(C) 2/16/2014
Rewritten 6/12/2015
~~~<₩>~~~
Brianna Ki Jan 2011
Black
Dark, Dreary
Frightening, Hiding, Scaring
Dead, Silent, Cold, Treacherous
Blinding, Gleaming, Flowing
Peaceful, Pure
White
Cassis Myrtille Jul 2013
Black and White
Black and White
Black and White
Those seem to be dull colors
Colours suggests something
The color that proliferates
this
entire
website
says something to me
this place
is a mask
and this is not
what
it seems like
A place full of poetry
Poetry can have dark meanings too
This place seems dark.
Dreams of Sepia Sep 2015
A harbor town, just like this one, swept up in fog
the seagulls, ghosts emerging from the skies

the river glistens soft & wide,
the Cranes for now are sleeping giants

he kisses her, the anxious gun pressed tight
against his hand in his pocket

he is a dock worker
she is a seamstress

they're a black & white film
because technicolor here is impossible

he is you & she is me
we speak only in French

the kids on the block
will get you the next day.
I live in a harbor town & it means I always have fog & 1930's french movies on my mind...
Maggie White Oct 2014
Everything's alright.
Look around you.
Everyone's been trying
While you barely get by,
And live in your hole alone.
I can't be
There for you.
You were never
There for me.

You paint your
White Roses Red,
And take no prisoners.
It's off with their head.
You say you want me,
But I don't love the dead.
I know you secretly hate
Those White Roses Red.

Blood stains.
Didn't you know?
You should have thought that out
A long time ago.

You want to protect me
From things
That are harmless.
Well,
If you want to protect me
Look in the mirror,
And protect me
From what you see.

I'm not bulletproof, you know.
You may be oblivious
To the scars that you made..
But they show.

You can't go by,
Because to you
Nothing is alright.
But I can't stay
And tell you to fight,
Because I know you.
It will do no good.

You paint your
White Roses Red,
And take no prisoners.
It's off with their head.
You say you want me
But I don't love the dead.
I know you secretly hate
Those White Roses Red.

I won't like you
Until you say
That you were wrong
And wash the red away.
But I won't wait around
Because in truth I know
That I would have to wait
Until my dying day.

Just wash the red away
Until it doesn't show.
Layla Thurman Sep 2014
Everyone looks better
Dressed up in black and white
Untouched by the colors
Of the lie they hide behind
You notice every inch of them
From the hue of their hair
To the color of their skin
You can truly see the way
Their eyes reflect the sun
And how they hold themselves up
Everyone looks better
Dressed up in black and white
Untouched by the colors
Of the lie they hide behind.
J M Surgent Nov 2011
Black and white
No color divides
The lines between the world I see
The words between the lines I read
Natalie Neo Nov 2014
White is that winter -
The season we fell in love.

White is this diamond -
The promise we savoured in tears.

White is your lie -
That moment you said You love me more.

White is my meat without its skin -
That day I gave it all.
Deepening Wells Sep 2015
Pure
             In it's
                        Physique.
Beauty is the same.


            Just
                       Like
                                    Me.
They're my favorite flowers.
steven Jul 2014
My culture betrayed me at birth,
Abandoned me on the West Coast
And stripped the heritage from my
Rosy red tongue
                                       the Cali sun
Kissing my virgin skin, carefully, softly,
Wrapping me in her white bed sheets
Calling me one of her own.
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