Am not a painter but stop! Imagine! Picture! , With words I paint you this picture, Where u can pause, stop, play, replay, each brush stroke, that created each character captured on paper. Applying what rhythm you please. Word the instrument, you the artist, That gives form to the orchestra, The soul of the opera, the emotion felt from applauds or condemn by silence, The power in your stare, cheer or gentle grin, a sharp glance or playful laugh, A dispenser of fate, the judge the juror, my biggest critic my closet friend, Paints are more vibrant picture than the author, feel the color of music and taste the fruits from the fruit basket, hanging on the kitchen wall in that painting, Artificially tasty, yet genuinely I feel hungry, As I lust for the things on canvas, my audience lust for words, craving to feel another’s desire, to hear an alternative idea or share a common thought, we share this symbiotic vibe where I write and you describe.
Posted on: Tue, 30 Jul 2013 14:02:03 +0000
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