An Offwhite Girl In Technicolour

Moonshadow

Moonshadow

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AN OFF-WHITE GIRL IN TECHNICOLOUR

These days seem crazy
I spend most of my time
Travelling up and down these mixed-up streets
I no longer see the dirt and grime.

Sometimes the lights are dimmer,
But tonight they're glowing bright.
All around me people are living their lives,
And I can feel that something's right.

In some eyes there is a spark
Of dreams that keep them alive.
And I wonder why I'm so different,
But I know that I'll survive.

Maybe I am just an observer
I'm rooting for neither side.
I sit in the stands and say nothing
Clinging to shadows where I can hide.

They never heard a word spoken.
It might have been a strange dialect.
Broken heart and battered faith,
No longer searching for respect.

I think I belong to the off-white times,
Between technicolour and black-and-white.
When peace was still in style,
And where the "might" was with the "right".

But I'll live my life as a spectator,
Quiet in the crowd.
I'll write about it; record it in my heart,
And never speak out loud.

-Moonshadow
 
Mmm. I wasn't quite sure what you were trying to say, but you did a decent job of it - I especially like the last stanza; it felt finished, you know?
 
I haven't heard of the Moody Blues, CF, think I'll go look for them online- think I'd like them..

About what lost dreamer says.... does it take away from the poem if one doesn't understand/ identify with a lot of it?
 
I loved the last two stanzas. Especially the line "..the might was with the right.." Very clever. There were parts that I didn't quite get, either, but I really liked it and everything was amazing
 
Wow! Thank you much much!:D

I'm all charged now..I'm going to write more!!

(You'll are gonna be cussing bout encouraging me! hehe)
 
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