Poem: Fifty Shades of Growing Up

When the spectrum changes...

Monochrome

Ceases to exist:

Now I see

Earthy sepia

Effervescent turquoise

and amber, yellowed with age.

Innocence

Lost in transition

Technicolour,

A kaleidoscopic explosion

Muting words -

Violent cobalt

Vivacious magenta

and scarlet, volcanic with rage.

Emotions

Lost in translation

Fluoroscence -

Ghosts of stressed

Molecules, glowing

Neon orange

Nebulous pink

and lime green, far from sage.

Identities

Lost in transmission

Author's Note

Okay, definitely not one of my best. I'm amazed I could write this at all, what with my creativity being lethargic lately. And of course, my general laziness. I'd be honoured if you review this, though!

Reviews

[David Scott]

Well, first of all, be more kind to yourself! Ha.
I think you wrote a fine poem here. People who understand photography will get more out of it htan others, but it is relatable.
We are all either growing up or resisting it. It is a constant force, like gravity. also, it is proof that there is a "force" in this universe that is pouring energy in...
Nothing is ever really lost; only out of range for a time.
Thinking on that for now.
Be well.

[Zainab UF]

Your review provided some food for thought... well, a lot, actually. Thank you so much!

[MOON]

Wonderfully expressed Zainab.

[Zainab UF]

I'm happy you think so. Thank you! :)