Clouds

Grey clouds stretch
From horizon to horizon,
Lowering my heart,
Dampening my dreams,
An inescapable prison,
Or so I thought.

One day,
I saw a piece
Of blue gold.
Pure beauty
In the midst of gray,
To bring back hope
And make me smile.

It gave me courage
To dream my crazy dream
That one day,
The skies will be
Completely clear again.

Funny how I never noticed
Just how blue it was
In bygone days
When it was all I knew.
For you cannot savor the light
Until you've felt the darkness.

Good, there aren't any mistakes. I like it.

Nice poem. Good imagery!!

Very good poem!
Umm
The central idea I was getting was the contrast of color/beauty and achromatism/nothingness. The last two lines then hit on light/darkness...? Mkay, and I would take the "For" out of the second-to-last line.
It could be longer, elaborating on the before ("in bygone days") and after.
Great work! Keep writing stuff like this!

-Amice-

Ah, I do like this.

One point: capital letters at the beginning of every line? Especially when you've let the last one run on without punctuation, it makes it look slightly odd, I'm never sure whether I should pause at the start or not. I'd pick and choose where you put it: it's not considered bad grammar to leave them out! Certainly I think it adds to the overall feel, to have a little variation.

My only concern with the last two lines are that, while they do give a thoughtful, philosophical ending, they're so overused. Everyone uses the "you need the bad to know the good" things at some point in their poetry, and if you're going to make it a central theme, you need to word it more imaginitively. Don't say it bluntly, make it a metaphor, or a simile, or an illustration, but make it beautiful and less obvious.

Overall, I really like this: simple, clever, and excellent images. Good work.