Grey
I peddled in the ocean of sorrow,
Step by step and moment by moment,
I discovered the secrets of yesterday and tomorrow.
The eyes did open,
The sights did run.
A sound knocked the walls of the ear,
Alerting me like a thorny spear.
Barely did I register the sound,
Another revelation had I found!
An eerie sensation crippled my skin,
Like a worm crawling through thick and thin.
The bitterness of truth did conjure my tongue,
And the heart pounded the cages of my lung.
The minute of truth had jumped and arrived,
To the soul that was dry and deprived.
The bling of the chariot,
the cry of the patriot,
The horn of the car,
the star of the hour,
The spark of the light,
The unsteady bridge’s plight.
Everything stood still,
As if the world ended on that window sill.
A step forward could unleash some secrets,
A step backward could bury some frets.
And as I dared to take the step,
Something stopped me and snapped me in the bicep.
A throw by a neighborhood kid,
Attacking me with a small bottle lid.
What followed was a look of regret and shame,
Owning up with truth and no excuses lame!
As she looked at me,
The regret metamorphosized into a look of glee.
I smiled back and there she left,
But a current of thought in me slowly crept.
The ocean of sorrow had a buoy of joy,
The sights that ran did stop and say Ahoy!
The speary sound again tickled the ear,
There it changed my emotional gear.
The eerie sensation had made me feel alive,
And the bitterness did make the sweetness dive.
Each moment of despair was never just black,
Broken, yet the wheel glided on the shiny track!
Every thought made me realize,
It is never so white what we fantasize.
Each moment has equal parts of stop and play,
World was never black & white, just different shades of grey!