"Painting is silent poetry"-[Simonides]
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On a gold parapet
Hung the hypnoidal painting
of a panegyric artist; goddess
Each thread of her colors
Spun carefully
with dainty fingers
Thus,
Her thin petal story
Fragily unfolds...
She was a aeorial pictorial
Outlined with fairy dust
She spoke silent poetry
Her pen whispering across the pages
Shaping music to words
Though horror embraced her harp-like body
Inflicting the thoughts of pain,
Floating on black sands of time
Thru a movie flick
Conscious spins off its web
tickling a guilty heart
Traumatized and painted with a butterfly effect
She played God
Tilting on her parallel fairytale
Trying to balance
Yet falling all the time
The darkness comforts her burning skin
Though leaving scars on shadows
The Queen of Complexity
Riddle me three
While popping bubble poetry
Her unique mind of madness...
No one will truly know...
The genius jewel
Pretty moon white
Tucked secretly
in colorful silk veins
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