Abstraction Of Colours

Though they still go unsaid, even more, are unheard,

It is said that a picture is worth a thousand words...

Colors,

Inking your life,

With sweet and spice,

Complexity dwelling in simplicity.

Painting dreams,

Futures,

Or simply tinting a blank canvas,

Making it worth,

Worth. Telling a story deep.

Simplicity dwelling in complexity.

Being abstract.

It is a wonder how feelings go unexpressed,

But how a blank surface can deliver so much,

With no goals just fulfilling the heart,

No regrets of yesterday,

No tension for tomorrow,

Rewarding abstractness.

Blend.

Blend of love and hate,

Of black and white,

Of contrasts and contradicts,

Blending all in this little universe of modernism.

Shades of today,

Blends of today,

Colors of today,

The abstractness of today,

With no goals just fulfilling the heart,

No regrets of yesterday,

No tension for tomorrow.

It's a wonder how much just a blank surface speaks when in tint,

And can let so many expressions unearth,

Though they still go unsaid, even more, are unheard,

It is said that a picture is worth a thousand words...