Life's An Artist

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I try to paint with
Vivid colors,
But they blend and flood my canvas
With murky grey.
I attempt to sketch
With velvet lines,
But the graphite is jagged beneath my hands,
Trembling within tarnished fingers.
I try to shade
With black shadows,
But wherever light is supposed to reign,
Crimson red drips instead.

And you blame me for your mistakes…
But why? I’m merely the artist.





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Midnight5765 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Jul. 6, 2014 at 7:03 pm
Very artistic if you know what I mean ;). Reminded me of a quote about authors and artists and how they both paint the canvas of the beholder.
 
ChrisTid7 said...
Feb. 25, 2014 at 7:57 pm
This poem is great! It's super deep and it doesn't say this is about this, so the reader can kind of make it for a specific situation or just life itself. Great job!
 
fallenoutofgrace said...
Feb. 3, 2014 at 9:25 am
This is really deep and amazing. It kinda sounds like a cutter telling their story in a way which I find extremly good. I hope your okay though but overall Omazing as usual :3
 
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