Black and White Paint

As little as time
things could easily go blind
but the little stuff like smile
brings life to anything...even without colour.


Rhyme or not...colour or not,
It is still beautiful...
Though the colour may come from our heart
instead of the work of the world.


Same piece of work
One sees beauty in it
but another sees the lack of it;
It is that heart...could be.


Black and White equals simplicity,
Even in canvases;
Only when love is there,
It would seem to be more than that.

With Questions and Smiles,


  • orchidee

    A fine write J.

  • Poetic Dan

    Absolutely enjoyed the knowing but not knowing..

    Perfectly you my friend
    Always appreciated
    Much peace and respect

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