Grau
By : Tea
I know that they (my color series) may not seem like poems and more like mental ramblings, but free verse is one of my favorite styles and influences me a lot. But any and all comments are welcome.
And now for Braddy-kins.
The world was black and white.
I saw the possibilities, controlled the variables, directed fate.
I was all-powerful, I saw everything, knew everything, or so I thought.
Then I ended up in Hell working for the Devil.
Ever try to trick the Devil?
I thought that I was so clever, that I could outmaneuver Him, Them.
Turns out that They were the ones who knew everything; every play I made, every attempt, every planned out strategy.
You thought that I was the Devil in disguise, maybe I was, but They were Evil Incarnate.
I didn't even know about my own, and I was the one who was supposed to know, to 'see' everything, but I never saw that.
You did though, you were never surprised.
When the smoke cleared we stood side by side.
You looked at me and for once I really did 'see' what lay beneath the surface.
You knew about them all and never judged, never asked why, never felt betrayed by their choices, and you know betrayal well.
Betrayal sent you to Hell.
There is so much about you that never shows, one could spend a lifetime trying to learn it all.
I have a lifetime; if you lean on me, can I lean on you?
It's time to leave Hell behind, come on I know the way.
It's a fine line between the black and the white, where the two blend.
Where it is neither and both, but shades of Gray.
Come on, the others are waiting.
By : Tea
I know that they (my color series) may not seem like poems and more like mental ramblings, but free verse is one of my favorite styles and influences me a lot. But any and all comments are welcome.
And now for Braddy-kins.
The world was black and white.
I saw the possibilities, controlled the variables, directed fate.
I was all-powerful, I saw everything, knew everything, or so I thought.
Then I ended up in Hell working for the Devil.
Ever try to trick the Devil?
I thought that I was so clever, that I could outmaneuver Him, Them.
Turns out that They were the ones who knew everything; every play I made, every attempt, every planned out strategy.
You thought that I was the Devil in disguise, maybe I was, but They were Evil Incarnate.
I didn't even know about my own, and I was the one who was supposed to know, to 'see' everything, but I never saw that.
You did though, you were never surprised.
When the smoke cleared we stood side by side.
You looked at me and for once I really did 'see' what lay beneath the surface.
You knew about them all and never judged, never asked why, never felt betrayed by their choices, and you know betrayal well.
Betrayal sent you to Hell.
There is so much about you that never shows, one could spend a lifetime trying to learn it all.
I have a lifetime; if you lean on me, can I lean on you?
It's time to leave Hell behind, come on I know the way.
It's a fine line between the black and the white, where the two blend.
Where it is neither and both, but shades of Gray.
Come on, the others are waiting.