Grey

Tall grey buildings

And low grey sky

Long grey road

And soft grey eyes

Broken wings

That cannot fly

And lips that part

To softly cry

(While limbs curl up

To fade and die)

Reviews

[EMP]

oh my gosh, this is absolutely fantastically, wonderfully, amazingly, brilliantly, fantabulously.... fantabulous... IT RHYMEEEEEEEEEES :D :D :D and i love it :') it's sad, it's soft, it's wonderfully short, if it was longer it wouldn't be right, the imagery is perfect, you can see it, it makes you want to part your lips and softly cry because of the limbs that curl up to fade and die, oh clairey, this is definitely definitely one of my fave fave favourites. really perfectly good xxxxxxxxxxxx *gives 100/100 rating and adds to faves*

[Undying Glory]

grey is right. i think this poem describes the twisted world we live in, the still greyness of our lives. very interesting i must say