Sunday 5 May 2019

Inseparable























While my Blank canvas
Murmurs riddles and unspoken words
Heart and toes of mine taps to the silence
The brush dances along with my trembling hands
To express the colors of my inner soul
I breathe life into my canvas
Creating the hues beyond imagination
Like an eternal classical love story
I remain inseparable
With the blankness that completes me.


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