Metaphor Poem
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Work of ArtA journey that begins from the heart
High school is a piece of art Having to start from scratch Will this vision in my mind match A blank clean sheet What will my inspiration be Not knowing where this will go I will let my hand flow I begin the sketch Having struggle because I’m a wretch Keep on erasing Black and white was all I was facing Constantly scribbling, will this even be done Knowing I have to finish what I begun Half way finish its looking nice What colors shall make this piece more precise Forget it… I’m making it fun Any color is better than none This is me with complete control My masterpiece is almost a whole Holding up the piece Beauty is all I see The frame is enduring It was more me than the art that was glowing Sharing with others is what I believe This piece is something I have achieve High school was hectic This piece of art is aesthetic |