Black
"BLACK
The color black is all around
Its reflected in the downcast eyes of every
passerby
Brooding, angry clouds display their rage in
the rolling, rumbling
dark
Its in the grave while family members gather
to pay respect
Black: the color of death
Its everywhere, yet never seen
The people shove and fight it away
And hide their deepest secrets in the pit of
silence and dark
Feel it upon you
Yet look up, down, back, forward and you will
not find it
Such a common thing, this darkness, yet so
few who truly understand
But there are those who do
And it is a terrible burden to bear indeed
For the unlucky few who know the truth
Those that realize its not only a color
...Its an emotion
Some become consumed
And soon they will know
Not only does black describe
But IT IS
A physical presence
Consuming, terrifying, destroying
Suffocating
And others still will welcome it with open arms
And welcome it though they may
Here they will find no comfort
In the blackness they will find only pain and
despair
And in the end, no matter how they dealt with
the black
Those who ignored, those who recognized but
chose to deny
Those who understood and feared; those who
welcomed all with open
arms
All, yes all, of these will fall
And in the end, there is no hope
Only the black
Never will anyone avoid...
THE BLACK"
Just a free verse I wrote the other day. Wrote it basically out of
random emotion. Just sat down and let it flow. My first real poem to
speak of. Anyway, I thought it was pretty good for a first try, just
wanted some feedback. Thanks
Copyright © Seth E | Year Posted 2010
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