Change.

Grey seems be
Only spectral component of reality...
When technicolour seems washed away,
And faded into nothingness,
All that remains is the haze through which
These eyes see you.
Which callous heart dressed in imperial black
Conducted ceremony for our death?
Did smiles and laughs really ricochet
Off the blue (ha!) of the skies,
When cloud nine, all Silver lining
Seemed be all the real?
Were we ever so hopeful?
And from different times, and better places
And people with yet wizened hearts
Came parody of all...
'Muse no more, nor empty lust,
Fashion's w***e, nor love's mistrust,
Pretty face alone, or just
Ugly picture-perfect crust'

Reviews

[Stephanie Slayer]

wonderful just wonderful

[SINDE]

Bruh ,I've seen this piece for the longest time and I'm for real when I say that its GREAT.
Muse no more, nor empty lust,
Fashion's w***e, nor love's mistrust,
Pretty face alone, or just
Ugly picture-perfect crust:)
Writing from memory;)

[Coyote Poetry]

I enjoyed poem like this one. Type of poem that need a discussion. You went in many directions with the poem. You open the door to many good questions. I believe beauty become less important with time. The silver lining are rare and few with old age. Only cloud nine is a long vacation on the coastline with no place to go. Thank you for a excellent poem. Made me think.
Coyote

[Jazique]

Very descriptive with feeling that get the readers thinking. It was short and brilliant. Nicely done.

[M.Babu]

The diction in this is strong and the emotion equally so. Creates a dominant image in the readers mind...one hard to forget!

Nicely done!

~M.Babu~

[Calypso]

Great peaceful but angry poem, or so it seems to me

[Sukriti Suki]

This is such a deep write and spoke to me on so many different levels. I am finding it hard to write a review as I am thinking so much at the moment. Some very very deep lines in there....the way you start, fabulous.