The world possesses beautiful pastels and vibrant colors,
Breathtaking scenery to behold,
Moments worth cherishing forever,
I long to capture them in a painting
from my mind's eye,
To stroke my brush and immortalize
them in my space,
Where everything is hidden
yet still visible.
But how can I preserve these captivating images beyond my memory?
When I struggle to even make basic strokes
on the canvas.
How can I express their true value through painting alone?
When I struggle to even grasp the proper
way to hold a brush.
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From The Pages of My Soul
PoetryA second book of elevated railway of my emotions. Episodes I never knew I could write. Series I was afraid to dive in with words. This is a collection of poetry and prose originally written by my heart.
