• Emotional


    We are paintings
    in the picture that God has created
    He looks at his picture
    with perfection
    never notices the colors
    that begin to fade
    as we go our separate ways
    we pull the stars away from him
    we tear down the sun
    and put up a moon
    his picture fades
    the colors grow grey
    I sit here
    trying to keep it
    all together
    waiting for the colors to shine
    why has the picture come to this
    I sit here
    staying away from the ruse of the world
    trying to keep the picture the way God wants it
    nobody cares
    I'm all alone in this picture

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    ivecute77 commented on Picture


    verry intaresting, A lot of thought went into this one I'm sure. great poem.

    Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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