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An Artists Treasure
You paint my heart in gold
Laying me into your treasure chest
With plenty other me's.
Each one tattered with rusty patterns
Of eternal vengeance.
I am stained with your impurity
Tossed with the outsiders
Lost and bitter.
This chest congested with moans and cries
Fear
Desperation
Hopelessness
Harassment
Humiliation
Uselessness
Silence.
Each mortal being
Inserting their face
In the vivid portrait you paint.
You speak such pretty words.
Continue painting those hearts,
You are an artist.
I like this piece very much. It has a loy of imagry.
Although I think the first stanza should be in the same tense as the rest of the piece. Like this:
You paint my heart in gold
Laying me into your treasure chest
With plenty other me’s.
Just MHO
great poem.. i like it alot.. nice style.. a lil longer than i like them myself.. but thats jst me.. if u look at mine u will kinda see what i mean but i still like urs alot.. great job
keep it up kid
kb
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