Get Your Premium Membership

Grey

All the colors swirl and mix Becoming something grey that i can not fix All colorless and shapeless and beyond definition I wonder how it got in this helpless condition The music stopped playing and children stopped smiling And now its all office work and senseless filing The grey offices with all the grey people inside They all just want to provide The blanket of grey clouds covers the light And below them people move out of sight The streets lie in waste and disuse And people live in houses of self abuse Towers of videos and junk food are on the floor You can't seem to reach the door Its all seem so grey All i can do is pray That we can find some color

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.

Please Login to post a comment

A comment has not been posted for this poem. Encourage a poet by being the first to comment.


Book: Reflection on the Important Things