Flip around

I paint my life in shades of black,
to omit cracks left on my track.
So no one sees the pain I hide,
stuck deep inside, my solemn guide.

I add some white, my days turn gray,
balanced displays, hope peace could stay.
But still my thoughts are awful jokes,
made up of smoke, swallow and choke.

I play pretend add yellow hues,
it sticks like glue, changing my view.
It makes the path ahead feel right,
moments turn bright, even at night.

Mineral spirits thin the paint,
without complaints or self restraints.
Let all things go so time flies free,
turn inner key, to guarantee.

– Grace Y. Estevez -Reddy

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  1. The metaphor of paint works well, especially the first two lines, which create a sense of permanence or finality, followed by the surprise of the first line in the second stanza, which adds white paint to make something absolute-sounding now go gray. Then yellow and the spirits are worked in, giving rise to more complexity.

    1. Thanks so much for taking the time to read and comment on this piece. I truly appreciate it Christopher. Hope you have a fabulous day .๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ’•

  2. This is an empowering poem, with each line radiating such exquisite beauty! Love it! This is now one of my favourite poems of yours.๐Ÿ˜ฎโค๐Ÿ’•

  3. A good use of colour combination to convey the message so effectively! Good one, once again ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’–

  4. This is a uniquely creative metaphor. I especially like this line: “Let all things go so time flies free…” Beautiful (and colorful) writing, Grace. ๐Ÿ™‚

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