In Color
by
Lauren T.
(Age: 14)
copyright 02-23-2008
Age Rating: 7 to 127
Everyday time goes by
the clock ticks and chimes
the woman is running late
as the man reads the Times
Time controls them
Grey is their color
Nothing is looked at with wonder
Little things they don't have time for
She drinks her coffee on the way to work
The bus is full of people like always
Crowded streets are grey too
Along with those cramped cafes
Children play on colorful ground
Laughing, smiling, running about
Unlike adults who have no time
Who get ticked off and want to shout
Children are the color of the world
They see things we that we don't
We only see in black and white
What we will and what we won't
She's looking at the sky
wondering why its blue
He's over there looking down
looking at his shoe
He's running around
He's a hero in his mind
As she's stressing about
The work she had left behind
She's a rockstar in her mind
Singing and dancing all day
While the man is working hard
And doesn't give her the little time he has today
Blue is when there's questions
Green is pure fun
Red is when there's yelling
Yellow is the sun
Purple is when its quiet
Orange when its loud
Black is very boring
White is when there's no one around
Adults have forgotten
They were children too
and that there's still a bit of color
although there is so few
Black and White surrounds the world
But there's color too
There's still color in this world
Its found in the people around you
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That is a great poem and so true too! Thank you for sharing this! It was a very creative and thoughtful piece that provoked deep thinking in the reader. Keep up the amazing work! This was great!
A subtle reminder of that which we all lose (perhaps) as adults, but equally which children must perhaps become. I'm sure if I brought out my "salty pen" it would find a thing or two to talk about. But, for the now, for the respect it would give your thoughts, I think it's better left in my pocket for some other time. Thank you for sharing this vision with us. ^^
Creativity is such a splendid thing, from the carefree romps of the young to the more measured tread of the older ones. There are plenty of workaholics and others in this world who don't or won't see the colors all around and in us. Such a shame! Whatr they're missing! A very ingenious piece, I liked it a lot. Thanks for a new way of looking at things.
Very sweet and sound. I like the similies they kkep the readers attention. the title caught my eye and I am glad I read the poem it reminded me who I have been and how that person should never be lost. You are creative for your age but very good. You repeated once you might think about rereading before you submit your work. An author must be truthful even when writing a unrealistic story that is what keeps our work real and able to be realted to. I am going to make this one of my favorites because it is a wonderful reminder of all parts of a human life and how each one should blend to make the next one better. I look forward to more of your work to inspire! I also like you included time as an aspect of life as well lauren. Your work will only get better if you keep in this direction keep on writing your good at it.