Painter

Painter


Your ink oozes me,
Your magnificent write
Painting you back to life,
Realize a living soul is born,

Your not black and white,
A person that defines beauty
You opened your two eyes,
To see I'm your creator,

Drawing me with passion
Graceful and artistic,
I have made elements
The dynamics of creativity,

I paint with imagination,
Colored with many paintings
Like a poetic flow,
You are the reason I breathe,

The painter, the creator
Had poured me in the ocean
Drowning in the sea,
Shifting to the color of water

Discovering your magic,
I see your face formed
You appeared in front of me,
I longing to make masterpiece,

For I have caused ambition
To make you come true,
Now, we'll be united as one
No longer remain in paper,

Yet I still see you,
You have opened my mind
You're not alone,
My piece of work has lived.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

You are a amazing writer. Need to be read by more people. I loved this poem. I believe we must paint visions and create hope.
"Discovering your magic,
I see your face formed
You appeared in front of me,
I longing to make masterpiece, "
The masterpiece need hard work and effort. People who seek beauty. Must overcome their own blindness. Thank you Hiroshi for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote