--- Travellers ---

Jamal

I’m riding on a train
rolling through the landscape
staring at the skies above

Rain is falling
dirt turns to mud
splashes on my window

The sky’s not really blue
plants not green
they’re all illusions

My thoughts and everything I think
all the feelings which I feel
All illusions, just not real

jamjam

Jamal wrote:

I’m riding on a train
rolling through the landscape
staring at the skies above

Rain is falling
dirt turns to mud
splashes on my window

The sky’s not really blue
plants not green
they’re all illusions

My thoughts and everything I think
all the feelings which I feel
All illusions, just not real

If the sky's not really blue...what colour do you think it is?
and how about the plants? what colour are they?
i'm just having fun with you but i am really interested in your response.

Jamal

The sky is a phosphorescent shade of black
while plants are destined to turn brown
Colors are but rays of light
that shattered on this surface, earth


how's that for a response? (think it even sounds kinda cool)
this is my first answer in poem-form (yay, me ! )
anyways, it's all just physics man

jamjam

good answer
physics....something i'll never understand
nor do i think i want to.