Beauty & Pain of Blue

Mystique420Mystique420 Posts: 338
edited April 2006 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
pictures(not
as if you knew)
were just pictures until
artists discovered blue
because blue is the color that makes "real"
blue is the emotion that we all feel
(listen
not as you would
if you could hear)
colors are just stories
that make words disappear
paint the world red
(a mistake if say so i might)
i would rather paint the world
a lovely shade of night
in the star light
(not a pure
but tainted white)
we will dance a dance that says it all
a savage dance of orange and alcohol
and the fire will burn
until the ignorant learn
(which will be
a long flame indeed)
and when we're finally one
then we'll all freeze
(speak
even though you weren't spoken too)
because the plastic people
can be beautiful
not too few
but a little more less
(just another sight to see
in a lonely land of happiness)
so paint with you souls
(or write what you choose)
because the only real thing
(as life is a dream)
would add up to be blue.
"To live,.... love,..... there's a song to be sung,....
'cause we may not be the Young Ones,..."

--first u sow the seed-- nature grows the seed-- then we eat the seed-- ;) nah,... we smoke it!
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