Life Paintings

by Meme   Nov 5, 2012

You are not obligated
to pick a brush and paint
the dawn on my window
every morning, because
I. Can. Wake up without
your colors.

Yes, I am aware of the
the empty canvases you
will leave behind, and I am
certain my eyes; at first,
will find it hard to stare at
the albescent reflections.

But I can assure you that
I never lost my iridescence;
I can still see the different
hues of life. Maybe at some
period of time you were my
favorite painter, but that
was then!


Here, I will even hand you
a new palette; a new set
of brushes, to explore all
the other possibilities.

So go ... Just Go!

Let your brushstrokes paint
you -yet again- another road
into someone else's life.

© Copyright 2012 by: gIrL


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  • 1 year ago

    by gumshuda

    I'm reading this for I don't know which time, but it's, even now, brilliant. and excellent. and every word that can describe how awestruck i feel.

  • 3 years ago

    by Dancing Rivers

    This is brilliant! What a well written extended metaphor, beautiful imagery and emotion.

    • 3 years ago

      by Meme


  • 3 years ago

    by Ben Pickard

    What a brilliantly written piece - full of determination and anger even?

    • 3 years ago

      by Meme

      Yes, and anger.

  • 4 years ago

    by Clinton Hills

    Grate poem 5/5

  • 5 years ago

    by zombiepikachu

    This really sounds like a slam poem. It has a great rhythm and I like the way it flows. The concept of this poem is so beautiful, and I only wish that I could create something like this! You are talented! c:
    Also, I love the emphasis you bring to certain words and parts. I feel as if the speaker of this poem is strong, and I like how that feels.
    Beautiful poem. c:


    • 5 years ago

      by Meme

      Thanks a lot :)