Soul

Where we start.

White and feathered.

Soft and pure.

Not so perfect,

but still unheard.

Twinging with yellow,

twisting with blue.

Seeing things in a new light,

rest assured.

Crossing into purple.

Hearing the bell ring.

Curiosity astounding,

new everyday.

Sludging into brown,

silence that it brings.

Coiling into red.

The things to be seen. 

Solidifying into black.

Stained by ink,

of newborn pasts.

Sinking.

Fading into gray,

coming to an end.

A journey not well spent,

but average at best.

Author's Note

I haven't written or reviewed anything in a while I apologize for that. Maybe I'll put some time away today to read some of others works. I've been trying to get some commissions out of the way so I can relax and write stories, my motivation just has been dull.

Reviews

[TheRaven]

The growth of the soul from beginning to end. Pure white to the multitude of colors that paint our experiences. I like this creative take on life, and souls.

A color for every single emotion we go through. White purity of hope, innocence, childhood wonder of what the future holds. Our clean slate is a mural and our actions are the pallet. The sludgy brown, the mud we can't seem to crawl our way out of. The solidifying of black, where our pasts are tattooed upon us: permanently. Perhaps, maybe just maybe they aren't permanent... And we can learn to accept and allow the ink to fade over time. Fade to gray, the end... An average life of chances not taken, love turned away, excitement swatted down in fear.

The short strong rhythmic feel of this lends to its power. I don't get to read solid rhyming poetry like this often, and I'm happy I was able to today.

[Lost, n'MT]

Thought this wonderfully written and executed.

"Solidifying into black.
Stained by ink,
of newborn pasts.
Sinking." really stood out for me and was my favorite verse of the piece along with the ending. Well done.

[JBoone]

Well done. This is brilliant.

[Shabeeh Haider]

Ones soul has various shades and this is expressed so well in this poem

[Einstein Noodle]

thought provoking ..reminds me of the 7 Chakra colors tho they are not the same as yours ..a soul starting with God but on a very definite road the wrong way .. :( sigh!
intriguing closing two lines ..not well spent but at least average ..such a human tragedy to come to that ...i picture all kinds of people representing all kinds of socio-economic situations that have and will come to that ... so tragic!!! but i also am reminded, in contrast, of those souls that grow brighter and brighter ...in humility, compassion wisdom and understanding .. and most of all ... love ;)
E.

[andrew mitchell]

a nice write, we all have an aura of colour around us i'm told.

[AliciaB]

I like the strong, unique verbs you use with each new color - combined, those two elements do a great job of portraying the experiences and effects on one's soul that you describe. The last two lines were thought-provoking and a little, I don't know... scary, maybe? The fact that we so often fall into the trap of not spending our lives well. Interesting to think about. Nice work!