#WritcoPoemChallenge
Bold strokes of a confident hand,
The painting is a masterpiece,
Executed as planned...
Or so it seemed!
To the naive eye...
For the one whose eyes traverse those depths unknown,
Those lines and dots and circles are,
Musings of the soul;
The flow, the length and abstract,
Poetry for the mind
What lay across the canvass in colors
Of bright red, white and green
Hues that bedazzled ;
How they resemble every bit of me!!
The passion that derives its colour Red,
The white my thoughts sublime
The green are my aspirations galore
Was it my reflection that on the canvas lay,
Or was it that I took up the hues that reflected me every way!