Grayscale
Dark spirits reside
where doubt creeps inside
Fear grips me and I
can no longer hide
All color would fade
to light and dark shade.
Life seems without hope
from vision so grayed
But from triumphs earned
and the steadfast learned:
I place the fire where
I’m most often burned.
The dark ones despise
what I now realize:
to see color one
must open their eyes
Moranae said:
Beautiful as always. I am so happy you finally decide to start again. I was waiting this for long. I am not deceived.
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Kaleigh Starshine said:
It is so hard to keep at it, sometimes. But I will try. Thank you so much, my dear friend!
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Carndan said:
Really splendid verse! I’m having fun exploring all the things here!
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Kaleigh Starshine said:
Thank you so much! There are other poems I have yet to scribe here. One day I will take some renderings for them and place them in my book of verse as well.
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