Tag: Art
Beauty of Black
Grace
My World
Eyes
Deeper and darker,
as we go farther
So mysterious would it be,
like a lost ship in the sea
Secrets all inside,
that’s what all they hide.
When the light on the eye beams,
full of emotions it seems
The colorful world around,
they take us on a merry-go-round
Oh! beautiful eyes
Oh! beautiful eyes
Nature
“Study nature
love nature;
live with nature.
It will never
fail you.”
The Beauty of Black
A Microcosm
Song of a Paintbrush
Don’t look at me so, you make me blush
I’ve painted myself red
For I’m a paint brush.
From nylon bristle to badger hair
We won’t disappoint, you won’t despair.
To create a beautiful world what does a painter wield?
Paintbrushes and paint, yes indeed.
Like dogs for man, I’m a painter’s best buddy,
With me, he can paint the beautiful, vast sea.
They say fairies paint the world
From flowers to the clouds swirled.
Point being I help express the soul,
Truly indeed, we paintbrushes make the world whole.
Gaia
