I see the world in shades of gray,
where has the color gone
My faith erodes with each new day,
a weakness growing strong
I sense a feeling deep within,
it spreads and reaches near
And tighten my coat against the wind,
a buttress to this fear
I hear your voice, the inflection slight,
its meaning still reveals
And reach for you in the waning light,
under cover that conceals
No longer red, or blue, or white,
prism distant and askew
I call once more in the cold dark night,
—alone, in search of you
(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2016)
- Author: Kurt Philip Behm ( Offline)
- Published: November 4th, 2016 08:37
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments4
"I feel the pain without delight" is my favorite line. But all spoken so eloquently. Wonderful poem! Christina
Thanks, Christina !
Lovely. Sounds like you lost someone very special.
Thanks, and YES! Very special.
Kurt
Wow soulful and in longing hues in great poetic tones and wording. How the world loses color due to poignance, i like how u express it. Kudos.
Pls do coment my latest poem too, im new here but have been writin for long and readers were interested.
Thanks so much!
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