He was the mysterious
She was a soulful
Mixing his blue in her white
They made their canvas colourful
He was the mindless
She was a thinker
Mixing his blue in her white
They made their strokes linger
He was the adventurous
She was a simple one
Mixing his blue in her white
They lightly used their sponge
He was those random emotions
She was those calculated risks
Mixing his blue in her white
Their brush moved in a brisk
He was the daring blue
She was the calm white
Mixing his blue in her white
They painted their whole life
On that little canvas of relation, they painted their whole life...
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"When you pick up the brush and start to paint your life, there comes a time when you realize that many of those colors are actually stroked by the people around you."
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Inspired from a poem by NiveditaSinha25 in her book 'Memories'
YOU ARE READING
Rhyming Rhythms
PoesíaLet the curtains rise Let the show begin Let the rhythms rhyme Even the audience is so keen What are you waiting for Open the mystery box Full of smiles and tears It'll make you dance on the rocks Yes, it'll make you sing along and dance... *** The...
