Unexpected

At first it's just a few lines
Dark lines
Thrown carelessly
Onto paper

 

 

And then a shape began to form
And I am surprised
Because it is your face shape
But I never meant to draw you

 

 

I continue to throw lines on paper
One, two, three
And I suddenly find myself
Staring at your eyes

 

 

And soon your face emerges
Your thin nose
Your dry lips
Your messy bangs

 

 

It's you
Someone I never planned to draw
You haunt my paper
And it's your image that appears!

 

 

It's you!
It's you!
It's you!
And quite unexpected, too!

Author's Note

just a short little poem I wrote because I tried to draw someone and ended up drawing my friend instead. Even his mother said it looked like him....lol....I had a facepalm moment. Not my best, I know, but it's early in the morning. :P

Reviews

[rae52]

great as always

[caroljforrester]

A really nice poem. Well done.