Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts

Monday, 27 July 2015

GREEN

i have a habit of not finishing my art work. the only time i've ever completed a piece is in class when i have to. the day finally came. i finished a canvas! 

voila! 

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i painted the stripes in watercolour as the base a while back and later added the "GREEN" and the trees at the bottom with an oil paint. when i came up with the concept i thought this would be enough but looking at it, i then knew it wasn't. i set aside the piece and let it dry for weeks, unsure of what i had to do to make it look right. i'd been seeing a lot more basquiat online and decided i wanted to incorporate words the way he did. instead of using words all over, i chose to write a poem for the top section. i wrote several poems but none of them seemed to work for this specific piece. one night, i stared at the canvas for a while and repeating the word "green" over and over in my head. that's when the above flowed out. i typed it out as quick as i could in my notes, in case i forgot. the next day, i defined the trees, outlined the lettering and wrote out the poem all in sharpie. when i was done, i felt a feeling i'd never felt before. it was a good feeling. indescribable. i was proud of myself so left it out in my room so i could admire it at any time. my mum walked in and examined. i was nervous. although she knows i love art and creating, she's never discussed it with me or really complimented my work before. this time, she said she loved it and wanted to display it. i said she could have it to hang in her living room, where any guests could see it. i thought i'd felt good before, just for completing something but to have my mum's approval felt even better. i guess it's like the adult equivalent of coming home from school and having her stick your painting to the fridge. i'm rambling now... so i'll close this with letting you know that this is the first but not the last colour themed piece. i plan to have a full collection completed by the end of the year. 

thank you for reading.


Wednesday, 9 July 2014

we

what are we? 
you have someone else. 
so what are we?
because you still want me.  

tell me what are we?
i love you. 
and you say you love me. 
i can see it in your eyes. 
you do. 
but you love her too. 

until you are free,
i'm afraid we can't be. 
until you are all for me,
there can be no we. 

Monday, 21 April 2014

weak

my eyes are red
but i haven't been smoking
i even went to bed
i do believe i'm just broken

they won't stop
by they i mean the tears
as each one drops
another thought in my head clears

sometimes it's good to release them
whether alone or with company
even if some do not condemn
they are nothing more than somebody

somebody who does not care
is somebody who does not matter
so ignore their evil glare
it's ok to shatter

Tuesday, 15 April 2014

fantasy

i focus on fantasies because in reality i'm afraid of rejection
i couldn't face being told you don't feel the same affection
an unrequited love i shall suffer from
how could I have been this dumb?

i've let it happen again
attached myself to a distorted reality
the side effects of the cocaine
have led me away from normality

they say falling in love is like smoking crack
and once you've started you can't go back
i've come to realise that for myself
this one doesn't have time for anyone but himself

i'll give it some time
i'll eventually recover
when i reach my prime
i will find the right significant other

a broken flower