*Insert Title*

This story 

Has no 

Beginning 

Middle 

Or end 

The setting 

Is a place 

Where Time is everything 

Yet nothing 

These people 

Think black and white 

Yet have more colors 

Than we could ever have 

They never listen 

To songs 

Yet their life is as musical 

As one's life can be 

This world is a contradiction

In every single way 

Yet it is balanced and peaceful 

Out of reach 

For anyone who doesn't believe

Author's Note

this poem can be whatever you want it to be, World peace, Heaven, An unattainable planet, ect.... tell me what you would title this... what it means to you.

Reviews

[Erin Thomas]

'This world is a contradiction
In every single way
Yet it is balanced and peaceful
Out of reach
For anyone who doesn't believe'

These are my favorite lines. I think it should be titled "Believe". I actually didn't think spiritually when I read this (maybe I should have). I thought about it as more of a theory and how to live life to it's fullest. Maybe we don't need fancy things to be happy. It sure seems that way lately, but maybe this unattainable place is a lifestyle of positivity. We should all just be happy with the things we have and spend more time figuring out how to get others to this point than trying to be happier with more stuff. It's much easier said than done. I really like this poem. It made me think. Thank you! and great work!

[Rhea752]

I never even thought of it this way!! thank you for the new perspective!! :D

[Erin Thomas]

Anytime! :)

[Lina Grey]

^I completely agree with that perspective^

[Felecia]

Interesting. Some of the lines out of this poem, made me think of a book I read in school once, called "The Giver"

These people
Think black and white
Yet have more colors
Than we could ever have
They never listen
To songs
Yet their life is as musical


In this book, the people in the town, literally, saw everyting in black and white. No one could see in colour. Yet there was this one boy that could see colour. He was one of the few that could see colour for everyone. There wasn't any music, but they seemed to always dream about it, and probably would appreciate it more then we do at times.

I think I would have to call this poem "Here and There" Very nice. I love it

[Rhea752]

OMG!!!! I love that book!! I didn't make the connection though :( thx for the reviews

[Felecia]

You're welcome! aha. I like that book too ;)

[Dominique]

A contradition that is so lovely. It is something amazing yet not truely amazing at all. I would name it....Our world, because it seems as if it is like our world, but different.

[Rhea752]

wow girl. your a writer if i have ever seen one. thank you for this beautiful review :D

[Dominique]

Thank you. Your a great writer too though.

[Sincerely Yours]

I do LOVE the last few lines. Poetic irony consumes my life, and I wouldn't have it any other way. I like all of your stuff, by the way. Please continue to send me more! I would title this poem 'Poetic Irony'

[MOON]

Nirvana , beautiful write lets the mind free

[ROSALIND]

BEAUTIFUL THANKS ..

[Sarah W. French]

I like the vague parts of this because it lets the mind wander. It has a good beat and it is beautiful.

[Rhea752]

Thank You :)

[Tai Ryens]

This poem is quite vague, paradoxical, and oxymoronical; which made this piece all the more excitable. I love how it could be assigned to just about every item in my head, and it still makes sense. Well done.

[Rhea752]

Thank you :D

[Heromen Selena]

Very imaginative. I truly like it. Well done.

[Rhea752]

Thank you :P

[Tabitha t]

utopia.

[Rhea752]

Thanks :)