Mugsdaddy

The Colorless

the absence of color means not absence of beauty or Grace 

Case in Point look to the Stars way up in space 

Love has no color yet is beautiful in life 

Where is the color between man and wife 

Closing your eyes makes the world turn black 

But only if imagination is something you lack 

Look to a gray sky on a slow rainy day 

Even without color it's perfect that way 

So look to the world without color tearing us apart 

See people just as people that's a Fine Place to Start. 

Comments6

  • RickyMcG

    One of my favourite poems I have read on here 🙂 Thank you!

    • Mugsdaddy

      Thank you so much. Glad you enjoyed it I'll be posting more in the future.

      • RickyMcG

        I look forward to reading them 🙂 I'm just new here too!

      • seeker123

        Wow. That was one of the truest poems I've read. Great Work!

        • Mugsdaddy

          Thank you for your kind words.

        • Andrew Charles Forrest

          Colour is just a label
          Your invite to the table
          We were naked, now we dress
          so we are not colourless

          Point well made Mugsdaddy nice first write one to follow thank you

          • Mugsdaddy

            Thank you, I hope it will ring true to more people.

          • WriteBeLight

            Wonderful poem!

            • Mugsdaddy

              Wow. I've read some of your work, that means a lot to me coming from you. Thank you so much.

              • WriteBeLight

                You are so very kind!

              • burning-embers

                Yes agreed wholeheartedly with your sentiment and its beyond shame that theres such valid need to keep repeating it. You say it well! Again the words of Max Ehrmann from 'Desiderata' ring out in my mind "You are a child of the universe no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here."

                • Mugsdaddy

                  Wow. Thank you for such praise I am grateful for such insight.
                  M

                • Mugsdaddy

                  Thanks Hood, I don't think I've the talent you've been blessed with but Lord willing I will grow.
                  M



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