A Fragmented Work of Art

To you who smeared me with agony

Today - a heavy feeling consumed me
I looked for answers but there's none I could see
I've searched a lot of places but you know what's heartbreaking?
All I found was an empty spot where I last laid my heart aching.

You have painted me with shades I cannot devour
But you left me unfinished now the colors went sour
I wasn't your masterwork - you destroyed me so well
You tinted me with black and white so no one could tell.

Was I a canvas? Was I an art to throw?
Tell me please tell me - I need to know.
Would you paint me again or rather leave me behind?
Don't leave me with your sorrow - don't halt on my mind.

So slow I was to tell you this
But the wind has carried your one last kiss
So slow I was to tell my heart
I'ts time to rest - I'm not your art.

So goodbye my love - this is not where I belong
Goodbye to the voices that kept singing our song
And when your hand misses the way you used to sketch me
Don't dare look back because I'm finally free.

I will become a masterpiece & you will look at me with regret
You will carry with you all the throbbing from the day that we met
You will use the sweetest words-bribe me with your works & shade me all brand new?
But I will spittle on your pencils-toss away your papers-this time I do not belong to you.

I am a masterpiece. And I do not belong to you.

(c) n.elardo

Reviews

[hanir]

I love the flow of this marvelous emotional piece!
Nicely written!
😊😊😊

[jacob erin-cilberto]

we can never own anybody...the more we let that person fly free...the better chance he or she will stay.

this is definitely like a Mona Lisa, not smiling...being put in a certain pose that is uncomfortable...

being her own spirit is the real art...but she needs not be painted into a corner...the colors need to bleed free...

so nicely expressed here.

j.

[Nancy Kathleen]

Thank you sir for the appreciation towards my poem. You have inspired me to write more.