Ask The Artist

by Ashes of a Black Rose aka Night Child   Dec 19, 2007


Tell me how you get your words to flow,
Tell me how your verses sing,
Ringing without voices,
Crying without tears.

Show me how you paint the day,
Show me how you capture youth,
Shining without polish,
Bleeding without wound.

Teach me how you can inspire,
Teach me how you live,
Writing moons without a sky,
Drinking without wine.

Bring me where creation starts,
Bring me understanding,
This movement without walking,
This growth without a seed.

Give me all your fine techniques,
Give me all your skill,
Loving without reason,
And reason without rhyme.

Show me comprehension,
Show me time and space,
Sin without the motive,
World without the flaw.

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  • 16 years ago

    by ben thompson

    A very enjoyable write. 5/5 from me all the best ben thompson

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