Left for dead by my greatest friends

so alone do I now travel

Black and white in me still fight

a never ending battle

So much potential the rainbow holds

just as my heart holds the same

But black and white in me still fight

While I am filled with shame

I have found another, just like me

So open and yet so closed

Left for dead by his greatest friends

and now the story goes

Potential of colors shining so bright

as the black soon fades away

Now we are friends as the fight soon ends

And the rain for another day

Author's Notes/Comments: 

To Wyatt Bucci, the greatest of friends, the funniest of fencers, and one of the best poets I ever knew.

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babblin's picture

Wow great poem I belive that this is one of the better ones that i have read in a while.
The way that you use color's to contrast people is just wow.

Afzal Shauq's picture

well done..its sooo heart catching poem too.. love your poetry and new subjects... really inspiring one... best of luck

Joel's picture

Very impressive.

"You think Einstein walked around thinking everyone was a bunch of dumb-shits?"