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Rated: E · Poetry · Fantasy · #2204579
A poem about a boy seeking importance in his life.

Empty Canvas

Soft glow shading my world gently, our world

Without a sense of uncertainty, my paint brush runs free

Capturing the dodging shadows, fluttering feathers, and swimming scales

Nothing is going to change, nothing can be changed

On and on, I paint the canvas of life

Fantasizing, what colour should I use to describe today?

The blue rain stains my dangling white figure

That little crack up top, it's all of that day

Standing tip-toed, the sky escapes from my grasp

Wiping the transparent tears of the sky, the umbrella insists,

But it isn't visible to the fragile truth

Hey, what are you doing right now?

How do you view the cowardly me?

The answer lies within the sleepless nights

Blown away now, back to the smile we shared

The lying sky collapses with falling stars

It's true bliss that I can meet you

No tears will ever drop again, I promise

It will certainly be done one day, our canvas of life

The gentle south wind crashing through the cracks and gaps,

Stabs me from behind, through my guts, into my heart

Shivering in torn down pieces and parts,

This night is doomed to be devoid of emotion

Floating higher and higher, my head is light

Slowly dissolving into nothingness,

The dream of the Babel Tower, will I see the end of it?

Through the popping bubbles, you watch with blank eyes

No matter how many times, I am the one who get left behind

In the water-coloured galaxy, let's meet again once more,

And paint the canvas of life


In whatever way it might turn out

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