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Black is a thick dark blanket,
that shrouds the moon at night.
It is the color of trouble
when you are a child,
it lurks beneath your bed.
Black is cowardly
the color of fear,
hiding within itself,
until you no longer see its shape or size
as it flees from the light.
It is a brave soul too, in a way,
hiding those who seek its refuge,
and keeping them until the early dawn
where there they will be sent away
Black cannot be hidden.
Black cannot be seen.
It is a phantom creeping through our minds,
binding and torturing in its ending of sight.
It escapes us when we are fighting.
It eludes us until the end.
But it is there to welcome us in
when we are tired and worn.
worn of the fight,
of the bridle and bit, of the darkness it enslaves.
Black is handsome, yet mysteriously so,
It beckons, it calls.
Promising joys yet ending all.
Black squelches all love
It’s only color that of hate
Black is the enemy of white,
those of pureness and so sweet,
and the stronghold of Satan,
on the darkest of nights.
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as said by @jazzydracula and @RedWritingHood I dont think Ive ever thought so much about the colour black it is my favourite colour and probably alot of other peoples to But I have only ever thought about it as a colour or somewhere to hide but after reading this my perseption of black has increased dramatically I like how youve discribed black and white as good and bad but instead of black being completly bad you have mad it sound like its just misunderstood like someone who likes the colour black usaully is as since black is my favourite colour im called emo and goth all the time when the truth of the matter is I just like the colour black dosent make me sad or bad and I like how you have portrayed that in the poem that the darkness hides people as long as it can before sending them to dawn but being their to meet them once again as darkness falls again their are really no problems or flaws in the poem besides saying black is the strong hold of satan as black isnt bad like people think but still amazing poem and maybe one of the best Ive heard in my life so well done and happy writing
Thanks for reading!
Like @Jazzydracula said, I don't think I've ever thought so much about black. I also liked how you compared the dark and light (so to speak) aspects of black. How it can be cruel, overtaking things, but also kind, hiding people from capture. I had one thing about the line "until the early dawn/where there they will be sent away". Did you mean to talk about dawn as a place? If so, then awesome, I just thought I'd point it out. I really enjoyed your poem (and I'm not usually a poem person); it really made me think. Thanks
I'm glad you liked it! Believe it or not I'm not much of poem person either but one of my friends pointed out it's like songwriting so I manage!
Sorry, this was an accident. I can't figure out how to delete, only edit!
Wow. I never would have thought so much about black. It's my favourite colour, only because I think it's necessary to see all the beautiful colours in the universe. Stars and galaxies and all those lovely sights wouldn't look the same on a white background. There's an idea for your poem.
I like it how you considered the way it brings evil to people's lives, but how it also hides them. The reference to childhood was amazing.
I have no nitpicks about this poem. Well done.
Thanks for the review! And that idea about the galaxies is good too!
I love how it compares the good and dark side of black.