Your Canvass

You are a skillful paintbrush
And I am your innocent canvass.
Different hues served different feelings.
Different strokes served different meanings.

In me, you are surely making
A beautiful artwork that is worth selling.
But if this piece is finally done,
Are you really going to sell me to town?

Keep me for you have created in me
An art that can never be free.
Last time I checked, I was empty.
Now look, I am more than good to see.

Keep me for I am your canvass.
I want to be with you, my paintbrush.
It is okay if I won't see the light.
Just don't put me away from your sight.


JB Nuique's picture

Hello, there! I am actually thegalwithmanynames. But you can call me Jae. I am from the Philippines. I was fifteen when I had my first poem and it was a disaster. I am still trying to write just to express what I feel every time I experience things. And having grammatical errors is one of my weaknesses from the millions that I have. Anyway, enjoy! ^_^

Last updated June 08, 2016