Mist

canvass with shades
only I can see

lifeless shapes
oblivious scenery

rage had snapped my brush in two
for I never get to see what is true

unable to see the talent in me
left behind is a colourless tree


“The Pleasure Seeker”
a series of poems
March 1, 2017

Lost
Innocence
Shackles

Silence
Mist
Void
Slumber
Dreams
Hunt
Elixir
Found

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