Not a blank canvas

My body is an art piece sculpted by the environment and its people. This poem is about the heart as art and how you saved my broken canvas.

My heart is not a blank canvas,
Splatters of ink, torn and ripped;
parts are burnt with
... sadness.

Many have painted
with brushes, mishandled,
writing, drawing, grafitti
... vandaled

You should know
you're not the first
to write your chapters
in here
... versed

What are you doing?
Tearing your already torn canvas
and pasting it on mine?
You saved my heart by paper mache,
and our canvases are now
... entwined.

Reviews

[Adam Adams]

No doubt, one of my fav. poetry. So many things - the realism of your "captured" heart you've rendered or shaped undisguised with poetic verses of life ... kinda intriguing reading but am sure, it's never been so "intriguing" handing poor aches rather, handling love... very thoughtful you're with words. Great job!

[EnglishMajor55]

Thank you very much! That is exactly what I was trying to accomplish! :D*

[Joan Mcko]

:) love it. The story of life in a very simply put but exquisite!

[EnglishMajor55]

Thank you very much my Namibian friend :)*

[PhillipCalitz12]

This was absolutely amazing. Obviously very talented!! thank you for gracing my eyes with those magical words. keep at it

[EnglishMajor55]

Thank you very much PhillipCalitz12 :) time for me to check out your page ;D*

[PhillipCalitz12]

hehe go for it!!

[JMaster1]

I love it , you are very good
Now I look differently on my profile pic :)

[Quill]

beautifully written, i like the way it ended

[EnglishMajor55]

Thank you very much Arnold. You are my first ever review and it was a nice one! :D Thank you :)read moreThank you very much Arnold. You are my first ever review and it was a nice one! :D Thank you :)
xx EnglishMajor55*