Canvas

"Splatter blobs onto the canvas?" "Its called art, my dearest,"

Canvas

Brush strokes embraced the worn once tamed canvas

Specks of multiple pigments enveloped the once innocent white surface

Almost in an indignant manner

Yet remained solicitous

Elegant strikes magnify even the smallest of characteristics in the piece

Envious paisan’s and associates stare in awe

Simplex just unfinished product

It's maddening, vexatious, even lamentable

Asking an infinite quantity of queries about spindly conifers

Honestly, mankind is so unsophisticated and empty headed

Strangely we remain as the most bright

It must have been all those ‘transfigurations’

Hands quiver timorous

Even the conifer’s shake in humour

Mocking as they are animated.

As simple as spindly conifers may be, my subconsciousness is a horizon away

Is it not transparent enough for your straightforward mind my dear?

Like usual, i shall riposte to your utterance

Virtuosity and utilisation of what's obtainable are quite incompatible.

Tearing at others hallucinations

Filling myself with determination

This once tamed canvas, shall be my pride and joy

Conveying who i am, and what i desire to not become

The splash and strokes done so delicately

Sing out my tears of hardships and euphoria

If not forever, for now it shall be abundant

For those who witness shall crumble in malevolent towards I.

Author's Note

This was suppose to be an entry to a contest that was held in my school, but i wasn't there to hand in my application sadly. Oh well, maybe next time.

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L3W3LYN