In a world full of colors
beautifully arrayed
Held on display
All she can see is gray
In the pictures, unworthy
In the walls, dirty
Her light begins to fade
she walks in a daze
A darkness she cannot escape
Where colors are seen in grays
Hoping to awake
To a light that stays
That this world can't steal away
I like this one too. You have
I like this one too. You have used ordinary words to express vivid ideas. I pity the person who sees no colors in her life.
My Secret River
Voila! A Poem!
Well writ and meant
and felt - allets -