MY ART

Painters have their oil which they plaster on their canvas

Painters have their oil, which they plaster on their canvas.
Musicians have their instruments and voices to make their melody.
Thespians have their bodies to convey emotion.
But I…I am an artist with my words.
I paint with syntax and make melody with prose
I am the definition of emotion.

I conjer images in the mind
And transplant them to the very soul
I am the key that unlocks the cell of imagination,
I am the tinder that fuels the profound and spurs mortals to action.
I am the thin veil between fantasy and reality.

I present myself not with pretty packages or with fancy gesticulations
But I represent the purest form of truth.
So while Thespians and muscians cross the great divide, their names forgotten,
While paintings fade and fizzle to eventual dust
Words will live forever!

 

~Genesys

3 Comments

  1. Reply

    Adrienne Randle

    February 3, 2018

    I liked this a lot. Very soft and emotional impact

  2. Reply

    Marquita

    February 2, 2018

    The words you have written here flow so well that I can visualize the art of writing. Great work!

  3. Reply

    CheInspires

    February 2, 2018

    Very well said! I love how when words are put together the right way they sing to you! Well done!

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