More and more poems...I'm like a machine.

[Tangelo_Effect]

Belie



The

colors talk to me

They say different things

They pass right through me

And say what they want



My body encloses

All of these colors

My mind interprets

what they say



Some say good, happy things

Some are dark

It engulfs me

And I lose myself



Inside the colors

Freedom rings

The freedom to do what they will

It must be nice



I would hate to be blind to these colors

Because they open me up

They make me feel

they make me think



Pity to those who are colors blind

Because colors can speak

They speak a world of knowledge

They speak a earth of expression  

[Lysine]

I love it!
. heart eek surprised eek surprised heart .  

[GabbySilverwood]

I've always had a more strait forward way of saying that. But it is kind of a romantic way of saying it.  

[Moppeh]

I think that's great!