The Painter

Colors of red, black and gray

Not other hues, a big dismay

The shadows of my past go with red

Of jealousy and distrust, agony and hatred

Black was my sin, and my dying hope when I was once betrayed was gray.

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Author's Note

Reviews

[Marc Marlon Villaflor]

Great words, beautifully concepted stunning progression. Love the senses injected in this brilliant work. Thanks Dhaye for sharing.

[Pax]

a painted life of someone in the past
~ gray is in astray ~ red, you'll bleed ~ black, the lonely you ~
that's what i see, in this painted reality of someone who goes through such painful agony

Great one kabayan!

[Rita L. Sev]

You weave a tale well with these three colors. Great form - very unique!

[Daisie Vergara (Dhaye)]

Thanks, Rita. I appreciate your nice words. :)

[Androglossia]

Yes it is difficult to paint a life with only three colors. But I trust a true artist can see beautiful things out of the ordinary. No wonder those colors were already in your past:) A very good poem with a good format, nothing left unstated:)

[Daisie Vergara (Dhaye)]

Thanks, Maryanne. :)

[Androglossia]

You're very welcome :D

[Daisie Vergara (Dhaye)]

It's difficult to paint a life that has only three colors...