PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

There’s serenity to being alone when you write,
Being guided by the inspirational light,
A muse to follow and pursue,
To find the words that describe what alludes.

This paper is my canvas,
These words are my paints,
A hyperbole manifesting,
Always the hardest of times,
Always the greatest of rewards.

What we paint lasts forever,
And for that we assume our words
change those around us,
The same way they change ourselves.

We believe they feel our thoughts,
Understand our message,
See the stroke we intended,
Without making a unique interpretation.

And yet again we find truth
that they see what they need,
Not what we wrote, not what we saw,
They understood what they want,
And there is one less lonely thought.

So, while the serenity comes when you are alone,
Don’t forget that paints can be seen in different tones,
And while a painful memory is your bleeding scar,
The light they use to read is coming from a different heart.