Picture “No title” by Shifty

World is painted in color
There is no just black and white
There is grey and all its shades
I am waiting patiently and for a while
I am seeing into you sometimes…
The visions of a poisoned mind
They rule my time, but are they true?
Don’t try to grasp my world
I can’t myself
I am learning…

World plays in sounds
There is no silence or out loud
The major and the minor keys
And I am in between
The voices leading and misleading…
I am waiting for the next song
And for my next road
I am seeing into you and I am in love.
A puzzle, a phantom, a mystery, a gunman
A poet, and a human
I fear and maybe more than you do…
Won’t ever grasp your world
You can’t yourself
But are you learning?

I am afraid to become weak
You are afraid to be a looser
But stubbornness is not the best streak
And vanity is not replacement of assurance
Who loves won’t care
Who loves gives up
The world is not in red and white
The world is mixed up by sounds and wine…
By feelings, colors, poems, dreams…
By me and you, by you and I
By us…

Maryna Wind