It is a nursery rhyme type poem for adults about a "witch" and a painter.... |
She found a man with a piece of paper and pen out of curiosity she stopped to see this new trend it was a beautiful sight to see he was drawing the people head to feet an angry lady she was but an open mind came today because he pulled her out of the crowd everyone ooed and awed so loud he could draw anything he had ever seen he could even draw the things he imagined and dreamed As she walked to the center of the stage everyone quickly recognized her evil face some thought she was a witch or Satan in the flesh others say she is misunderstood only angry at her best he studied her face, he studied her eyes he looked at her hair, even looked at her thighs he look through the mask and saw a beautiful soul he ripped off her cloak and showed the world what no one knows she was a beautiful girl underneath the anger and distrust so now drawing her was a must after her embarrassment she quickly ran away she was all he could think about day after day he tried to draw the simplest form of her but he couldn't muster up anything but a blur after only a week he found the so called witch sat down and tried to talk to her just real quick she wouldn't talk just ran away but suddenly she stopped to turn around and say just leave me alone and unhappy he said I cant your the only thing stopping me I haven't ever seen or imagined anything I could not draw but your face has stopped me like a brick wall there is no detail to show the pain in your eyes no paint to color them as bright as the skies I can draw the most beautiful face but next to yours its only a disgrace the whitest smile that no one sees I have drawn women, I have drawn the trees I have traveled across the seas and you have been here forever, my defeat but I am a very sore loser that's why i have taken this seat I can not leave til i get it all right I am staying here even if it takes all night but the pain and depth on your face only make me want to estimate my stay I think it will take an eternity to get it exactly like you so an eternity I have to find out the truth No one wants to be alone Everyone smiles when they know they are home you are no different I can tell You just need an artist to bring you back from hell and I am here I will paint the world for you far and near She smiled with a wishful eye shook her head yes and began to cry they sailed away on the roughened seas to create a painting that now the whole world will see I fell in love with a painter he stole my heart the only man that ever saw past the dark it took an eternity to get it right and now that he is gone I stare at it every night at the only painting he never did complete It was just a painting of the dark demented me. -.enn |