The Hues Of My Life

by LitxUpxWithxLife   Apr 14, 2008


He asked God, why can I not escape this dream?
Then lifted his head and roared out a primal scream.
He screamed to let go of the pain and anger that plagued his life.
He couldn't take anymore of the tears, the burning, or the sting of the knife.
Where have all the happy and beautiful things gone to.
Where is the green, orange, yellow, pink, white, and blue?
They have left me alone with black and red.
The red of the blood, and black of the dead.
These two colors have become infused with my very soul.
Anger and hurt are now filling this blank, empty hole.
The hole that once held my pride and my heart.
But it's dead now, lying on the floor, ripped apart.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Courageous Dreamer

    Awesome poem. Filled with deep emotions yet again, and a wonderful rhyme scheme that continued throughout the entirety of the poem. Great work. 5/5.

  • 17 years ago

    by BurriedFaceDown

    Very Passionate, Touching poem.

    The hole that once held my pride and my heart.
    But it's dead now, lying on the floor, ripped apart.

    It seems to put many feelings into words that many people wouldn't be able to explain.

    excellent job,
    SheDevil

  • 17 years ago

    by NyellMoonlight

    This is my favorite piece from you that I've read by now. Every line posses powerful images and effective, captivating atmosphere.
    I could really feel the pain and anguish that you amazingly portrayed here and that left me in awe.
    The whole poem holds so many emotions and originality and it is truly written in a great way.

    - They have left me alone with black and red.
    The red of the blood, and black of the dead.
    These two colors have become infused with my very soul.-
    ^^^
    I like these lines, especially the flow and vividly expressed emotions within them.

    5/5 from me

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