Everything seems so grey and fade,
my thoughs,
grey lambs on the grey sky
The whole worls hides
behind curtain of rain
The clock is ticking
the sound of dying time
is too loud for my room
I fume
over the passing moments
of grey loneliness
which has become a hollow
pleasure of mine
in thise grey day
when each raindrop contains
thousand of sorrows
Emotional descriptive colour of loneliness..... it's usually grey or black. How we relate colours to state of mind....but when thinking, usually we think in black and white....rarely in other colours...Love the last sentence - each drop contains thousand of sorrow...
This is a very vivid poem, Vera, despite the topic being greyness. I love my thoughts - grey lambs on the grey sky and each raindrop contains a thousand sorrows. But your loneliness makes me sad. I hope I can brighten it in some small way.
A nice poetic imagination, Vera. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thank you very much for your kind feedback Yes, the psychology of colours is powerful