Your rainbow canvas,
Your paints and brushes,
The paint it flows,
The paint it rushes,
A stream of color,
Yet a dull dream,
The easel unsteady,
The water began to lean,
A small puddle remain,
It has fallen from you,
A struggle or pain,
Your upside down smile,
It begins to stream,
Your eyes prickit with tears,
A light shady blue,
Though it has a nice,
Might I say hue
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A Beginners Journey In Poetry.
RandomI had wanted to start working on poetry and I've learned a lot about it. I wanted to learn a way to express myself and use my passion which is writing. I enjoy poetry and creative writing because it feels like the part of me that I had been missing...
