Grey

The angry clouds painted the sky

With cement.

Unmoving, grey, and uneven

Whilst the birds

Screamed in a chorus of disarray,

Shrouded dreams, and jaded agony

In mornings' light.

Reviews

[Alisha Martin]

This sounds like many sleepless nights in agony.

[Poetic Beauty]

This is a powerful poem in a few short lines. It show sadness a touch of anger and without tell what the problem is. Great job one this poem.

[J. Alexis Balaguer]

Powerful in its brevity. I am loving your rhymes in this. To me the poem depicted a scene of coming rain--a silent pouring of sadness. Wonderful job Ice. This poem took my breath away and left me wanting for more.

-Alex

[Zeitgeist Manifesto]

Wow..this is some powerful imagery. I like the way the skies were so impenetrable.
Great work. Sad piece with a light of hope near the end.