The world is a canvas, waiting to be filled
With colors and shapes, each one uniquely thrilled
To play their part in the grand design
A masterpiece in its own right, all mine to define
I choose my palette with care, each shade so true
Blending and mixing, until the perfect hue
Emerges from the chaos, a work of art
A reflection of my soul, a work that's smart
The brush moves across the page, a dance of its own
Creating lines and curves, a beauty unknown
Until it's revealed, a work of pure delight
A reflection of my soul, a work that's bright
So let the canvas wait, for my art to be made
For my soul to be expressed, in colors arrayed
A tapestry of emotion, a story to be told
Through the art that I create, a masterpiece to behold
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Love Your Hate / Echoes of the Soul / Navigating the Void /Resonance of Darkness
PoesíaA collection of poems that delve into the profound and often turbulent feelings of the human experience - the deepest darkest pit of feelings from the human soul. From the depths of despair to the flickers of hope, these verses explore the complexit...
