Black plumish grey

Black plumish grey, a hue so unique

Like a stormy sky, it’s neither dark nor bleak

It holds a mystery, a depth within

A color that speaks of sorrow and sin

What I long to make, with this somber shade

Is a canvas of emotions, a story to be laid

A poem of love, or a tale of despair

A metaphor for life, or a dream to bear

Tonight the few will win, those who embrace

The beauty in darkness, the grace in this space

For black plumish grey, is not just a color

It’s a reminder to cherish, every moment we gather

The forgetful will not be forgiven, for they miss

The intricate details, the beauty, the bliss

That lies within the depths, of this plumish grey

A treasure to be discovered, in every single way

Straight painstakingly long night, I fear

But it holds a promise, a hope so dear

For in the darkness, lies the power to ignite

The light within, and emerge with might

What I hide from is hatred and smite

But this color reminds me, to embrace the fight

To not fear the darkness, but to find the light

And rise above, to reach greater heights

Dark bruised by a process, this color may be

But in its imperfection, lies a beauty, I see

Or darkened by the sun;  melanin, 

It’s a reminder, of life’s constant transformation

Will I find my soulmate, in this plumish grey?

Or a Greek villa, to call my own someday?

Will I move away, from this familiar place?

Or embrace the way things are, with grace and grace?

Black plumish grey, a color so rare

It has the power, to make us stop and stare

For in its depths, lies a world of its own

A canvas for us, to create and be known.

For you are my muse and I do behold.