Ramblings of the Insane

June 10, 2011
By Icy96 PLATINUM, Romeoville, Illinois
Icy96 PLATINUM, Romeoville, Illinois
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Favorite Quote:
Horace Mann: “Be ashamed to die until you have won some victory for humanity.”


When the sun rises,
it returns the colors that,
with the fall of night,
it had stolen from the world,
streaking pink and gold
throughout the sky.
When there are clouds to cover the sun,
they steal away the colors
that rightfully belong to the
morning's world.
But occasionally,
a shred of color escapes
through a crack of light,
and it comes back twice as bright.


The author's comments:
This is one of those pieces that just randomly pops into your head when you see something surreal. This particular poem describes one morning before school when I happened to look outside and see that everything was completely colorless. It was winter but there was no snow, so the ground and the sky were both utterly gray. There were no colors what-so-ever except for a bright yellow frisbee and a red plastic sled. They just stood out and grabbed my attention, the only bright spots in a colorless world. I felt the need to share the moment, I guess to remind everyone that there are a few bright spots in life, so enjoy them while they last.

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