Deceptions of Fate by: Brittney Schmelter

I was looking through Brittney's poems the other days, and came across this poem again. I think this is one of my favorite poems by Brittney. It's a little dark, but you can see the imagination and creativity it takes to write something like this. I definitely can't do this.

In the back of the room, on top of a shelf, sits a box of many colors.
Take them out, just one by one, and each will tell a different story.
Each color is a piece to a puzzle, a puzzle that we like to call Life.
~What is the importance of them you ask? Well soon we shall see~

[Reach inside the box, my darlin', by fate you have ben twisted.]

The white has been brought forth, the simple color of the invisible.
"Love has consumed your heart, but not a soul loves yours in return."
Forsaking the vows of hope and job, anguish engulfs the broken soul.
~What does it matter if one person perishes? It's no cause for concern~

[Come my child, reach inside me, by fate your heart has been blinded.]

Black has been drawn; darkness enters the room, the color of the bold.
"Domination over reason, strike out, for you are the one in control."
There is no escape as the blows cascade down, they shall always rule.
~Many are strong, others are weak, in this life each person plays a role~

[Feel around and bring forth your color, by fate you have been greeted.]

The color green has emerged, the unmistakable color of the envious.
"She holds your world when she holds his hand, a world that's yours."
Jealousy controls the mind: actions come into play; death soon follows.
~Sometimes things happen, that the world and I choose to ignore~

[Stretch out your hand and grasp a color, by fate you have been hounded.]

The color red has been withdrawn; it represents the color of the angry.
"He speaks crude words when your back is turned, do not tolerate it."
Violent phrases emanate, innocent ears are soon defiled, and hatred is bred.
~Fighting happens in all family units, it's something we can permit~

[Seize a color from my lovely box; by fate you have been tempted.]

Dazzling colors remain; they are secreted inside that haunting little box.
It calls you to reach within it's cardboard walls and draw out your color.
And you will obey that mesmerizing request whether you realize it or not.
~What's the importance of them? By fate you have gained your answer~

By fate you have been twisted.
By fate your heart has been blinded.
By fate you have been greeted.
By fate you have been hounded.
By fate you have been tempted.

By fate you have learned.

Brittney Schmelter