Wanted MasterpieceA Poem by GreedWith steady hands and playful mind I drew, Every symmetry and colors of this world grew, Each contrast that create wonders, Even lines can create warriors. Wondering in this world I go, Not knowing where will be my next masterpiece brew, For a man lost its passion on arts knew, Finding arts is like finding you. You-- a masterpiece of the world's creator, That each artist wants from its mentor, The warm colors you radiate, That gives passion to this artist palette. Shades of grey or spectrum of colors, How can you give off these kinds of favors? That satisfy this artist hunger, On making a masterpiece that prosper.
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Added on July 2, 2021 Last Updated on July 2, 2021 Author
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