Living in a world of gray.
transparent, stagnant.
I see few who stand
in COLOR.
While the whole world blends
and the grays cluster,
I see only a handful
with their various hues
and while they stand strong to their chroma
these few do not move.
Among these few colors,
even fewer grab their brush
and paint this barren land.
Only a few of the few are worthy
of coating such monochromatic planes
with vivacious murals.
- Author: Neaves15 ( Offline)
- Published: July 14th, 2016 16:28
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 28
Comments1
Thanks NEAVES ~ Some people see the whole World of life and love in 50 shades of GRAY ! When they are faced with color R O Y G B I V it offends them and hurts their eyes. They see only B & W and the "50 shades of gray" in between. I have always lived in a tecnhicolor world of thousands of shades and tints. I have seen the LIGHT and touched the RAINBOW ~ have you ? Yours BRIAN
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