Grey

Grey

A Poem by Molly

Purity they call it.

White as snow:

Frozen, cold and lifeless.

 

It was easy in the dark,

Where I couldn’t see your eyes,

Black as burnt coal.

 

The rain outside was white noise;

Cleansing, pure noise.

But we didn’t listen.

 

We played a song,

Smooth warm voice, black metal strings,

Drum that matched my pulse.

 

How I trembled,

A rush of torrid blood,

Stirred my pale white flesh.

 

  Nothing then

Was right or wrong,

Only shades of grey.

 

© 2010 Molly


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Loved it. It flowed thin and smooth and subtly haunting. I admire the sound of the rain. And I admire the shades of grey because they are calm and neutral. You said very little and meant alot. A beautifully dreary little piece of wandering thoughts. Thank you for the read request!

-youoweyoupay

Posted 11 Years Ago


Nice use of similes :)
"Purity they call it.
White as snow:
Frozen, cold and lifeless."
The first three lines grab the reader's attention!
I loved the beginning and the ending! I actually loved it all!
Great work!

Posted 13 Years Ago


agreed with this poem...its such insight that made it a little deep...

Posted 13 Years Ago


What is neither black nor white has a name.

Posted 13 Years Ago


I like how you mixed it all into grey! This was a very creative use of symbolism intertwined here. Good write!

Posted 13 Years Ago


Good imagery....and an interesting philosophical spin....got me thinking. That's always a big plus! Really enjoyed! Cheers!

Posted 13 Years Ago


Nice use of color to convey a definate mood-- very creative imagery throughout. I like it!

Posted 13 Years Ago


A very very deep work. Poetic masterpiece where words are chosen from an Idea store and placed till it makes sense. We can keep an assortment of paintings but we choose only a couple to display in our living room. you have done a great job..not at all disorganized, very enigmatic..

Posted 13 Years Ago


Wow. This is jaw dropping work.

Posted 13 Years Ago


i like the ending line of the poem:) i also like the story you attached and not just description of the color which has given the color a deep meaning

Posted 13 Years Ago



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