Paint

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Our canvased world..

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Paint splatters the ground,
claiming it's territory, 
making an unbreakable vow.
You'd think it were boasting proud.

And brushes stroke the walls,
quite silently around.
Telling the world,
there's more to say with colors,
than with letters.

The thin paper laid across the ceiling,
quietly peeling it's surface.
And the wind silently sings,
the melody of soothe healing;
The hum of eternal bliss.

A crisp white jacket lays on the ground,
mocking the jet black tiles, '
suffocating it's dark facade.
Everything contrasting; 
like a black and white movie film.
Chemistry almost teasing.
No room for a casual mistakes.

A tinge of shade,
and a tint of texture.
Dye immersing the soft cloth.
Rainbows slowly fading out.

Our divine little stories,
become paintings,
on empty canvas'.
Swirls filling the minds,
of small children.

Let's color this world,
and paint our souls;
Hold your paint brush,
& begin your odyssey..

© 2011 ☯


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Nicely written! I like the message it gave out; the diversity of people on this Earth is what makes it such a 'colorful' place (well, that's what I got). I like the last few lines:
"Let's color this world,
and paint our souls;
Hold your paint brush,
& begin your odyssey.."

Posted 13 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.




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Fantastic. As always, you capture it exactly right. Bravo!

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Nicely written! I like the message it gave out; the diversity of people on this Earth is what makes it such a 'colorful' place (well, that's what I got). I like the last few lines:
"Let's color this world,
and paint our souls;
Hold your paint brush,
& begin your odyssey.."

Posted 13 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

REFRESHING!
"--and paint our souls; hold your paint brush, & begin your odyssey" made me smile.
This poem is crisp and wonderful and I love your personifications.



Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Reminds of the world being dyed in colors. I love and adore this at the same time.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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