Ruined Colors

May 17, 2012
Colors get watered down,
By the water that flows out,
From the clouded glass that fell,
Trying to dry the once beautiful painting,
Is pointless,
Those perfect brush strokes,
Can only be made once,
And there is no salvaging,
The muddied colors,
That lay on the palette before me,
The vibrant purples and greens,
Yellows and blues,
Pinks and oranges,
Have turned to dull grays,
And ruined browns,
And the once beautiful picture,
Is now a black abyss of terror.





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LovelyDuckling said...
May 23, 2012 at 2:04 pm
beautiful writing :) keep it up! mind checking out my poem 'those things that never were'?
 
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