Saturday, November 22, 2014

Canvas

A blank canvas,
a splash of paint,
a human form
takes shape.

Yellows and reds,
like dawns and dusks,
like fires and flames,
like vapours disperse.

A silhouette emerges,
dark and distinct,
as midnight's demons
consume my wishes.

Strokes and blends,
lines and waves,
a quivering hand,
a mind untamed.

- Eisha









2 comments:

Mousumi said...

Nice

Radiya said...

Very nice..publish them