Friday 6 January 2012

The Painting

YOU are not a reflection of your words.
THEY are not the be all and and all of your soul
Your HEART does not beat to their rhythm and nor
does your mirror your true-self behold

your Eyes do not reflect your voice
they do not sing the notes of your tune
it is Not the feelings you wish to portray, and
they cannot be shaped in crushing with your hand.

Your height does not portray your measure,
you can stand tall yet never meet the roof.
By stretching, yourself continue to contradict.
Show in you whole not fear, just act aloof

Self portrait you cannot understand
the shaking of your masters hand
the strokes fall widely yet still don't show,
the deepest emotion to those who wish to know.


Esme ~ 4/1/2012

the final stanza i feel reads well alone  too.

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