Paint me ...
Let the colours decide,
what your mind say...
Will you like to change me in any way?
Will you use different pencils,brushes to sketch me?
I mean, Will you take your time,may be a month,a year...
Or will it be completed in just a day?
......
Either at dusk or at dawn,
all hues of emotion rise from the moon.
Though tomorrows cast a spell on our shadows,
life will be beautified by poem-hearted fellows.
Take the night; see how eloquently it wears in black,
and conceive of the beloved of whom there lies a distinct lack.
But the light’s hands lead you to a sighing sight
When your heart manages to separate black from white.
......
Either at dusk or at dawn,
all hues of emotion rise from the moon.
Though tomorrows cast a spell on our shadows,
life will be beautified by poem-hearted fellows.
Take the night; see how eloquently it wears in black,
and conceive of the beloved of whom there lies a distinct lack.
But the light’s hands lead you to a sighing sight
When your heart manages to separate black from white.
......
Paint me ...
Let the colours decide,
what your mind say...
Will you like to change me in any way?
Will you use different pencils,brushes to sketch me?
I mean, Will you take your time,may be a month,a year...
Or will it be completed in just a day?
......