The Colour Brown
By PoeticalJustice
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Tears are streaming down my face,
The reason being, I can't place.
My body feels limp and my smiles become a frown,
If I could compare this emotion to a colour, it would be brown.
A mixture of the main palette,
I need to get these words out, as my mind can no longer hack it.
I feel like a savage,
Ruining everything that's good,
But if I could have a more optimistic outlook, believe me, I would!
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Hi Poetica.
Hi Poetica.
I like this poem because although it is an outpouring of emotion, which is a good thing, and something I have often found to be very helpful, you have taken the time and trouble to think carefully about the structure and rhyme, which for me, in no way detracts from the subject. Also, although there is sadness and anguish, at the end, I detect a glimmer of hope in the last line. I do believe you, and that makes me feel optimistic on your behalf.
I really liked the down-to-earth way this is written. I've been in that place myself, and I agree that down is 'brown'. But today, you should feel pleased with yourself - you've made a great poem.
Liked it.
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