Tuesday, May 02, 2006
Colour
Every day you look at art.
There is a masterpiece,
Ever changing,
Always moulding the colour of your heart.
The world paints on this canvas,
A multititude of hues,
Blue is a bountiful joy,
Grey a melancholic death,
Orange the deep breaths
Of a hazy nostalgia
Of a day never to return.
There is a masterpiece,
Ever changing,
Always moulding the colour of your heart.
The world paints on this canvas,
A multititude of hues,
Blue is a bountiful joy,
Grey a melancholic death,
Orange the deep breaths
Of a hazy nostalgia
Of a day never to return.