Black is but a color

Black is but a color

A Poem by Eyudo
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misjudgements and such hurt, i know the real truths

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Black is but a color

 

Black is but a color

Meaning nothing to one another

As much fear or hate seems in it

Black it but a color

 

13 is but a number

Not really a sign of evil and unluck

All that is is paranoia

13 is but a number

 

Pain is but a word

It has no powers to hurt

All these feelings are just fake

And never is anything a big mistake

Pain is but a word

 

This world is but a place

It will not last forever

Needed times to love and cherish

I say is best done before the end

This world is but a place

 

I am but a human

Nothing more, nothing less

Why would I change that simple fact?

All that does is start to lead to my fateful heart attack

No fear and hate stir in me as I live

No need to be mean, stupid or aggressive

I am but a human

 

Black is but a color

Misjudged and misunderstood

Please take a second look if you would

I see nothing there but what it really is

Because black is but a color

 

© 2008 Eyudo


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Bravo! This is a lovely piece. So much you've set on the table for us to chew on. I like how you used black, because that color has so MANY things associated with it. Wow, great job. Loved it. :)

Posted 16 Years Ago


Very well written and very well said! Its human tendercy to always try to blame everything around us for all our failures and misery!
Yet in many cases we are our own worst enemy in life. I know I am!
Life is about fear and overcoming it all!
The great ones in life have all overcome their personal demons (of fear) and lived to tell their stories!
A great president once said : the only thing a person has to fear is fear itself.
Overcome the demons of fear and you will live great in your life!
Great poem. Very well artisticly done!
Keep writing from your soul for the good of all souls!
TIM

Posted 16 Years Ago



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