I dwell in shade
Engulfed by grays
No color palette to
Enliven my days
Shadows take hold
Where my life enfolds
I have no rainbows
To enliven my soul
All my words drift
Into soundless mist
I look into the mirror
And I don’t exist
I have no face
I’ve been erased
All that I am is painful space
© 2017 Mother Wintermoon 🙏
For D’verse and host Lillian, using “shades” as our inspiration.
Mother Wintermoon 
This is seems awfully sad!
LikeLiked by 1 person
It is, Mary. Thank you for being here. ❤️
LikeLike
The power that holds truth in this poem is yours is something I relate to a lot. When we stare into the mirror, we do become the emptiness of space. Something that the universe and us have in common.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you, Charlie. It’s such a struggle sometimes. (((Hugs)))
LikeLiked by 1 person
You welcome. I think all struggles lead to something better and hopeful of our own good karma.
P.S I posted a new poem and I think its right up your alley.
LikeLiked by 1 person
The power and truth of feelings are so alive within this simplicity – any changes would take the reader away from the core experience of this poem. From the pain you have produced this diamond and hopefully its light will reach you too with all the colours of the rainbow 💜
LikeLike
In the Space that I am In
Shall wash all my Pain
That becomes my life time Gain
No Shade required where I am In
Hope you liked it Mother
Hope I did not Bother
Hope our Souls are fresh as Ever
Best Wishes💟🌹
Shiva🎶
LikeLiked by 1 person
I love it. Thank you, dear Shiva. I felt the caring, comfort and healing energy in your words. 🦋❤️🦋
LikeLiked by 1 person
I feel you should read my previous posts “GOD Met Me” series from Part 1 to 3. I am sure it shall resonate with you. I personally feel YOU Must read and give your feedback.
Go please meet God.😃
Shiva🎶
.
LikeLiked by 1 person
I will read them tomorrow my friend. 😊Now I am off to dreamland. 😴
LikeLiked by 1 person
Wishing You sweet dreams and the best weekend.😊😍
LikeLike
Take care, mum! Hugs and healings…
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you my dear Kunal. Miss you! (((hugs))) ‘mum.’
LikeLiked by 1 person
🤗
LikeLike
♥️💜🧡
LikeLiked by 1 person
This touches me to my core…been there too many times. Your poem is simple, beautiful, and eloquent, MW. 💜
LikeLike
I am so grateful for you. Thank you with all my heart. I wish for us to be free from the painfully-empty, no face place. Peace, love and prayers to you. ❤️🦋
LikeLiked by 1 person
And peace, love, and prayers back to you. 💜
LikeLike
evocative…sad tone…some days are so….maybe there is a rainbow in the mirror where some light is falling…snatch it…!!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Many thanks for the hopeful and uplifting message, sreeja! (((Hugs)))
LikeLike
There is so much pain in this beautiful poem that creates such mood and atmosphere. You did such a wonderful job working with rhyme and slant rhyme. I just saw your comment and personally I think this is so well done. Simplicity that draws the reader into the strong emotion is so good. Thank you for sharing and sending you hugs and prayers.
LikeLiked by 3 people
Many thanks, Victoria. Your comment means a great deal to me. Hugs and prayers are so very much appreciated. Love to you….MW xo
LikeLike
Excellent! 🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you dear Dorna xo
LikeLike
Very sad to be engulfed with grey with no color palette ~ Some days can be just this big empty space ~
LikeLiked by 2 people
It is very sad. 😦 Actually the space is more painful than empty. Maybe I will change it to pain-filled space. Thank you for being here Grace. xo
LikeLike
Nice sound on a somber theme.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you, Frank.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Indeed a strong sense of depression conveyed in the poem.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you for being here with me, Martin. 🦋
LikeLike
Oh this encapsulates all of the shade that is depression….living, nay existing within the shadows only — no colors, no rainbows. And these words
“All my words drift
Into soundless mist”
so desolate.
I actually feel this poem. It is not noisy to let me hear it….it is sadness incarnate in words.
LikeLiked by 2 people
Abundant thanks, Lillian, for the gift of your words and your depth of understanding. I am so grateful to you for feeling and seeing this for what it is. It is moments like this when I feel far less alone. ❤️
LikeLiked by 2 people