Black - The Poem

Black is not just a color
It's a blend of limitless words
Full of emotions and feelings
Strongest and sharpest swords

Black are the nights
When there is no spot of light
Stars are shining in the moonlight
Every creature is sleeping tight

Black are the thoughts
Wandering in my head
Sometimes good, sometimes bad
Sometimes lively, sometimes dead.

Black has no charm, filled with life
But it's the darkness that it hides
Black is the darkness inside me
Which shows me no way to be free.

Black means emptiness
Full of scares and chaos
It brings chills and thrills
Life full of dares incidents unfair.

Black surrounds you with loneliness
On the cold winter nights
It brings back memories
All those from which you're trying to hide

Black is dangerous, avoid black
Still it's a king of all color, I claim
Nothing is complete without black
As black is all that, what remains.

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