My brain explodes
With bursts of colour,
But when my mouth opens
Tiny wisps of smoke float out.
They say I never talk.
They are wrong.
In their world of black and white,
Right and wrong,
Nobody understands
How the quietest of us
Have the loudest minds.
If only they could see the world
Through my wide eyes
They could see how
Vibrant life can be.
And finally understand
You don't have to be loud
To appreciate the world's
Colour.
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Author:
Skye Bellasario (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: November 23rd, 2017 18:13
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 19
- Users favorite of this poem: FredPeyer
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Comments2
Wonderful poem, Skye! You are right that the world doesn't have to be black and white! Continue to be colorful and vibrant and show the world what you can be!
Thank you Christina! I always aim to be a burst of colour 🙂
'How the quietest of us have the loudest minds'
That line grabbed me, Skye, it so well expresses the mind of a poet and reminded me of the other expression: Quiet waters run deep!
There is so much meaning in your writing, I just had to make it a favorite!
Thank you Fred, your comments are always so kind! I appreciate the fave 🙂
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