Canvas

Art flows from the soul

Portrayed by the handheld brush

Captured on canvas

Lo Ran...

Poetry is art.

Trade a brush for the “souls” pen.

Canvas, for its’ depth.

Lo Ran...

My sketches will be incomplete

without your eyes added

to my life canvas face

When...

In his eyes, a fading light,
Like dusk falling into night.
Crimson drips from trusty blade,...

Hey, Sparrowsong

Hey umm...

What are you doing?

Painting in clouds

Umm..ok...

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APRIL LYRICS: DAY 19,

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES,

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Those idle hands forever eager to initiate that master piece.
Amid a mind of eventual success,...

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Her skin is the living pallet
Upon which I paint my intimate renderings
And scenes of loving...

~~Writing perfect pictures for infinity, the ink represents my destiny. The paper is my treading ground,...

You can paint me psycho
Even paint me crazy
I'll be out back
Pushing up
Daisies...