Picasso

To some
    I am a seeming mess
To the outside world
    Ungrounded
        Displaced
            Non-directional
Like paint furiously rubbed
    On a canvas
        With no rhyme nor reason
Confused and erratic
    Running from the should be
Not conforming to anything traditional
    Beautiful
        Yet
            Slightly messed up
Like a disarray of emotions
    Love and pain and hurt and joy
        All combined
            To create this one thing
That can't be understood by all
    But for the few who see
        The magnificence
It is a work
    Of art


© M/Gatlianne 2009