Black, craddled me in its womb
The Sound of Heartbeat
Slowly beating out of tune.
White, the light that blinds
I came out of the abyss
into a world of humanity.
Purple, the horizon's sky
of ancient wisdom and beliefs
etched within my soul.
Yellow, the scent of doubt
whispering softly in my ears
words of fear and guilt.
Blue, tainted into the sea
of tears I hold within
spilling into the ocean of dreams.
Red, flaming into fury
Of life's injustices seeking
raging through my sanity.
Green, my poor soul heals
from the misery of the world
is but a tune of numbness.
Orange, vibrant hope that fills
Reborn in spring time
A better joy through the end of days.
Colors of my life, painting
a canvass that captures
the colors of me.
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Being a professional freelance artist and writer, I love pushing the limits of my creativity, using the powers of the written word and the art of the visual world, to compel people into thoughts and actions.
These are the collection of my creative writing works, some are featured on sites like Helium.com.
" It is passion to inspire that moves me into a writing frenzy, where a brief pause is spent on a moment of reflection on the many creative ideas that can be expressed into written and visual forms... and the journey goes on.. "
These are the collection of my creative writing works, some are featured on sites like Helium.com.
" It is passion to inspire that moves me into a writing frenzy, where a brief pause is spent on a moment of reflection on the many creative ideas that can be expressed into written and visual forms... and the journey goes on.. "