A Poem: People

When you’re
Vulnerable
People show their
True colours

11 Likes

When you’re
Venerable
People stand behind
Your colours

2 Likes

This is a really good poem. Ever hopeful :+1:

1 Like

Or it could be hopeless. Depending on the way you look at it. To be vulnerable is to be left open to strike or cater. People showing their true colors, their true intentions, could mean either could occur. This poem is silver grey.

1 Like

Yea, it depends what the people are like.

Instantly made me think of one of my favorite songs by two of the most beautiful women in the world.

Good one dude.

2 Likes

my girl like candys
I bought her a bounty
Yup!! From the street county.

2 Likes

I sense some paranoia in your poem.

1 Like

This topic was automatically closed 95 days after the last reply. New replies are no longer allowed.