The ArtistA Chapter by DhayeFor the 10 words I Give ContestMy skin is now ready for your eyes Not for a stranger in the night I know you are waiting for a rhyme Like a rainbow that's out of sight
I painted birds and chickens on canvass I know you'll remember this day Spend time calculating the hues To create a piece all the way You may fall short of time and chance You may pause and then hurry But that's how we create like we explode Be obedient if you don't want to feel sorry. ~~@~~ She's an artist. She paints. She write songs, poems and stories. Even a stranger could prove that. Her skin tattoos speak so well. You can see flowers and animals on her arms, neck and shoulder. So funny that even chickens can be seen once you closely look at those marks.
As a poet, she mostly observe rhyme and meter. She would always spend time calculating the syllables in a line. She always remember her mentor's teachings even when writing short pieces. There was no moment that she's not obedient of the rules she had learned from him. She won't forget that anything should not be done in a hurry.
She is an artist, and her creativity is like an emotion that is going to explode once properly set. © 2016 DhayeAuthor's Note
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