Epic: Look At All The Colors

1. When I look at colors, they take me places

Almost like taking you into a place in time

2. I see the sunrise of another beautiful summer on the horizon

Then I see freedom of the beginning of a new American country

3. When I look at the trees of the cool climate in autumn,

I picture a time where I was first told, that someone loved me

4. Winter has its cold White grasp onto my soul

I picture dead things, depression, and a time to starve

5. Then spring comes, a new Ivory to Green sense

I feel a sense of new beginnings and hopeful treasures as the animals start to come out of the re-created forests

6. Colors can effect your emotions

As they give you a sense of feeling either happy or vain

But never a sense about being ridiculed, made fun of, or the feeling of being lost

7. The summer rain is so Grey,

But this the only Grey which we must accept

8. Because grey has no meaning as a philosophy,

It only looks good as a visual, where it was created

9. When the sun is up and bright at its fullest

I see a White to Yellow shine and it tells me

"The time is now, you are alive",

As it gives the land which all, grow

10. When the sun is down and the moon is up

I see freedom, and love, and a place to feel at home

11. The world is filled with a unique display of color,

Where you go, and where you stay,

It has its own gift of a visual sense to display

12. From the times of our youth to our present,

We should be able to look back and see a time,

Where we once loved or had a good time, and that it was pleasant

13. When I was two, my brain was pretty much on autopilot,

Because I just started remembering in and out, day by day…

But I did know my basics:

My Mother,

My Room,

My Rocking Horse, I remember its eyes,

A Black with a Gold celestial shine

Years later, I see that horse,

Again, the eyes take me back to that time,

Where the memory of the rest was a blurring vague,

However, the colors remain vast and clear,

As the sense of my wellbeing is coming near.

14. Through a sense of my description, I put them down in words

With this, it is almost like a magical tome

For everything in color in this world that makes sense,

I should put them down in this poem

15. For when we look at the Rainbow after a big thunderstorm,

We should leave it as it was in the beginning,

And not give it a new meaning.

16. When we see anger, frustration, and a sense of hate,

We should look at the dead things winter makes,

And not on what we think an individuals skin color should make

17. Through our own senses, it is an individual thing,

But if you look on the colors you can think in a rational being

18. When you dream, colors are filling your mind

When you wake up, you remember those colors and I hope they give you a smile

19. Through our lessons, our rewards are displayed:

Blue being first and Red being second

We do not look at Red as we should,

Because in the color world, Red is the primary hub

As well as a sense of dynasty which blood was shed and shouldn't be forgotten

As a sense that every bloodstain is Red but out of justice we remember it red,

But out of hatred and murder we remember it Brown to Grey

And death sounds more clear

And not in honor or a worthy death

That just shows jealousy and hate from the smite of the sword

To the cap of the fire

Red to Yellow then Blood Red to Clear-Water

As someone will shed a tear

Over women this happens quite often,

Therefore, in that sense we look at the primary rose and why it has thorns

20. There is a reason why we have Blue,

And no it's not just a sense of cold or feeling in your mind "Blue",

It is a sense of happiness with a smooth cool feeling of gentleness

You see the sky when it's clear either sun or moon it shows kindness near

It also displays a sense of hope, and a time and place,

Where you once had troubles that you can now erase

Through depression and envy,

Your soul is freed from this energy,

You then have a sense to look up and see something new,

Now ask yourself in this new sense of why you like feeling blue

Ponder on that while taking a dip in a nice clear-blue heated pool

21. Your mind is focused on a new beginning

Do not shed a tear on your founders of new inspiration

We are all artists and we are letting our colors show

Through our words or paintings,

The magic of talent will glow

22. Though there is an interest, we must have one to understand,

As a reader or as a viewer,

Our thoughts must be reached as one

From the artist to the person of interest

We both see it now and use it as nourishment

Therefore, we come up with new ideas and take the world by surprise

My work is a test to see how people's minds can think,

Their minds must re-think

So that as if this art is exercising the brains of the individuals,

Then they reach a different I.Q. or philosophy.

Because their minds are sharper and not filled with low class effort,

And no wellbeing of that person's character

23. Our characters show our colors in full,

Which are unique, looked at through individuals and not blinded by greed

Through the sense of Red, money is covered,

And is ruled by the dollar,

But you are in control, and the creator, you are the father

It's good to have, but some of the things I mentioned money can't bring,

Only to the irrational thinkers and the believers in another grey…

Grey people are weak characters,

Almost like a puppet under Satan's mind control bless

Grey is given to the eyes and needs to be left at that

Only to watch as a neutral colored tie,

Or as the rain pours down from the sky

24. Through the Fog I can see through you

In a state of mind we vapor away

Through only a time which is given,

However, you think your invincible and better then me

Well why are you slipping away, drying, and disappearing?

When I say…

A person's mind that is Fog is neither Grey or White

Where we can see through a vapor

For a short time

We are given a difficult sentence

Where we have to sit and wait on this person making a decision

On which if he wants to rule his life,

Or be blinded through drugs or wrong encouragement

You are blinded, you cannot see!!

Nevertheless, we see you not as a person but as a distressed soul

Which death is the new color of the sun in your horizon

Which patience grows thin,

As the vapor starts to grow thin

Your mind has a sense my friend,

Which needs its nourishment through other colors

You can get this from anyone,

And not just from a Foggy Artist.

Who writes in a sense that brings colors to shame,

Then him to shame,

But even worse, his parents to shame

25. We follow Role Models and see what they do,

Which their colors are converted into a different sense for you

You see their success,

However, some are depressed,

Like some of you,

But we enjoy watching them only to see what they do

Even if it makes no sense of why they are here

They do their time and they get marveled more then you

To a sense their colors will never be in full,

Because they cannot stick with one thing and they are converted through a fool

We will never know these people

In a sense of an actual person

We are just forced to look at them through their un-artistic nourishment

Our minds are set on one individual,

And we don't see them reaching out as a whole,

But as a weak color,

They show love, only backed up by the almighty dollar

A fog I see lifting

Through their minds that I can see through,

Their minds are ugly like Brown, Green, and Maggots-Yellow, through Bleached-Blue

A terrible mix on a painting

We see this in life and all we think about is waste,

Just a waste,

That means a waste of our time that we put in for them

Let their minds drown them,

Then they will shit on the end

Because they can't do anything else,

They are not free

Ruled by Hollywood, Record Companies, and their expressions that is worth nothing more then the dollar tree

26. Think on your level, and think on what you can do

Make your mind separated and show the world your sense

Take the world what was given to you at birth,

In addition, when you see the changes,

Act on those changes to better shape the fixture on the board,

It's your turn to make your selection and create a new colorful picture

As your world starts to age and the colors look so bitter,

Learn from your record and make something even better

It all starts from a simple dream,

Either day or night, you are feeding

Your mind's Creativity

27. Your life cannot be filled with temporary pleasures,

It's a law!!

Because when we start to believe in expectation,

We are then disappointed because it's only for a short time

Hopes of misery in a sense we then are unclear

Of what season will bring but through a greedy minds expectations

It's usually a cold fear

Faith is the better adversary,

Because with faith you know,

This displays confidence,

In addition, hope is empty almost like wanting to win the lottery

You were once Solid Gold,

But then turned to an empty White with a sick sense of a vain tranquility

These senses need to be in realization,

Through time you will learn,

Then in time, your sense will play the role of your life's moves

28. You make moves everyday,

Moreover, as you pass you see different colors change,

Through land and through temperature,

You see the sun change to fit the desired area

Red, Yellow, and Brown are the desert heat but a beautiful site to see

Grey, Blue, and White, are another desert, but the arctic frost

With nothing to show with both deserts but its native animals and loneliness

And endless sand or snow

They are great to look at and show hope,

but with faith and love hope is defeated and forgotten

Because of this, Blue has a new meaning,

Though still gentle and kind,

It shows faith and not hope

29. Through this sense in our arguments,

Colors express more then a visual,

It is almost like an act of contemplation on something good, or bad

To help test a person to see if he or she has vision,

On what their sense of colors can show,

Through an eclectic expression

30. Philosophy changes,

Through society and generations

<P>Colors will stay through memories and actions

We use our unique colors to show a new way of expression

Those are the colors of our character and we will be remembered as a legend

Life can be cruel and sometimes grey

However, think on what I said and you will get through the day

Communicate with your mind to all the colors that are given

Then you will have no problem showing kind love to every individual

When we look at our children we do not see a separation, they will play with each other as if there was no existence of a color-coded society from mile to mile…

Neither color nor philosophy there is no denial

When you look upon all the colors of that person's beautiful smile

THE END

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1. James Wagner says:

   That was nothing short of epic. Brilliant, I must say it again. Brilliant.