Black doesn’t symbolize gloom
It gives marvelous backdrop
Look at the sky and you will know
You can spot tiniest flickering star
Gleaming sheepishly
Somewhere in solitude
Still luring your gaze
And awe
Awakening the luminescence
Of dying ashes
Resting on the shore of your soul
Turning them into fireflies
Sleeping on the bed of ebony sand
In sync with symphony of insurgent waves
Of the vigorous ocean
On a dark moonless night
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Very true! When i’d tell people my favourite color is black (although, I know, technically it isn’t a color) they’d ask me why I chose such a depressing color and it never made sense to me. By the way, your writing is lovely.
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Its wierd i thought everybody love black. But people associate it with darkness/sadness which doesnt make sense to me.
Thanks for appriciating 🙂
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Nice aspect
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Thank you 🙂
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Beautiful! “Sleeping on the bed of ebony sand/In sync with symphony of insurgent waves”
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Thanks. I am glad you liked it 🙂
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soo beautiful lines 🙂
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Thanks a lot 🙂
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Welcome 😋
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You painted me a wonderful picture I can observe with starry eyes Lt. Stoner. Splendid job. 😀
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Thanks nenad for appriciating 🙂
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Fantastic Poem!
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Thank you 🙂
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Thoughtful, thanks for sharing!
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You’re welcome.
And thanks for the comment 🙂
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Brilliant outlook. Thanks for sharing that!
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Thanks for stopping by and commenting 🙂
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awesome poem! loved it! xx
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Thanks hun xx 🙂
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I love it !!
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Thank you 🙂
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