Do you heed yellow's warning?

Question

Hope in the mind is the purest white,

For nothing tastes so sweet,

And nothing shines so brightly.

But if gazed upon more closely,

However uncertain, there exists a hue

In its precious face.

No dark color nor mid-tone,

But one that’s bright,

But darker than white.

With a faint whisper,

Yellow hints at its presence,

And does so shyly,

For it sees my smile and desires not

To take it away.

However, it must warn me -

That hope does not birth sureties.

This yellow tinge glows

To distinguish hope from a road to certainty,

For if these two were one in the same,

So hope and uselessness would be.

Yellow is brilliant,

But not quite white.

An encouraging warning

Its existence is.

Answer 1

The poem starts with great promise..I was thinking, "this guy can write".. then it broke down and left me saying 'huh?".  Overall, it's very nice and left me wondering if it just went a tad over my head.

Answer 2

What such a descriptive poem about one color , and the way you gave it power, was amazing! Well penned my  friend!!  Cheers!!

Answer 3

I always liked yellow.