How poetic can you be? Write a short poem about what you see!

So many colors,

Endless possibilities.

With chalk stained fingers,

I set about, making my masterpiece.

In this artistic state I linger,

Praying it will be just as endless.

They have no ideas of the colors that glow beneath her skin. @yogamogaflow

☀ A HOPEFUL VISION ☀

A child with his chalks.

A drawing can talk.

A wide ground.

A dream in his mind could be found.

A pure unicorn.

A sun shines for all.

A green tree.

A cloud in the sky white and free.

A red flower.

A child plays in peace not coward.

A wonderful drawing.

A chalk also can tell with glorying.

Ages come. Ages went.

And the rain removed the drawing, but the dream in his mind was printed.

A drawing. A chalk.

A hopeful vision about the whole world, it never broke .

✨Marwa ✨

31/1/2019

Chalk of many colors

Waiting for a child's touch

And playful expression...

Come play with me.

Colors to write—

different sorts of thoughts—

yellow, brown, blue, green in line

But violent violate is the childish color of mine!

@ Martinforoz- January 31, 2019

Many colors of childhood youth,

Hop scotch, I spy, to tell the truth.

Draw me a picture, tell me a story, or rhyme,

Youth goes quickly, so flies the time.

stalks of childhood chalk

drawing battlelines in the street

cherubs learn from elders

only the blemished truth

hanging from skyscraping alders

adulthood boundaries balk

and never the twain shall meet

Семь цветов для возможностей света,

Обозначить узоры картин,

Семь для фокуса,как для ответа

Там,где снова Художник один,

Обретая их негу и пламя,

Оставляя свой след полотна,

Преподносит искусство,как знамя

Истин поиска в мире вина.

Семь мелков разрисуют столицу,

Иль подарят пейзажи полей,

Только семь среди нот манят птицу,

Обозначив тон в тенях долей...