Poem
In a burst of color, the soul is unveiled,
Each hue tells a story, a canvas detailed,
Vivid emotions captured in a gaze,
In the splashes of paint, art finds its ways.
A fragmented face, dreams in pieces,
Each brushstroke traces the pains and releases,
The red of passion, the blue of sorrow,
Colors that speak, that express the marrow.
In this chaos of shades, harmony is born,
Emotions blend, become less forlorn,
A living artwork, a breath of life,
Where each color sings the melody of strife.
