Uneek : Writing

If Only The Paintbrush Could Talk

If Only The Paintbrush Could Talk

A Poem by Uneek


Colors flew from my brain & suicided onto the fresh canvas... ( Clean - Naked - Ready to be used ) so I eagerly transformed it into an Express..
A Lost Era

A Lost Era

A Poem by Uneek


I wish I lived in the times When men would draw Exquisite paintings of their Earthly angels... Kings would build Strong castles and ample ci..
Forsaken

Forsaken

A Poem by Uneek


I wade in the depth Of life... Wondering how a soul Could be so alone When swimming through a constantsea Of bodies? Searching for that *Sp..
Soul Fly

Soul Fly

A Poem by Uneek


I wish to stroke my soul As to awaken it From its dormant state Releasing it So that it might transcend Into the sky and beyond P..