Die In Art

Seeing art as a pool To wash and hide faults within Is a shallow thought weak hearts shin See ink a love sharing art tool The quill of which soar us higher Reaching for the stars in the sky And peace we tread upon is the pliers Tightening honor of the moon on high I have given all to poetry In every spheres and not momentary Consistently, I've learned a lot- The fuels of ego firing my shots All kisses and fun that breathe in inks Gaze at how hearts' illness blinks Connecting many and more links Which hunt one another's winks Make sure the food of thoughts Shared reflect your being, truly Nothing should stop what you fought Making it well grounded duly For more and all you are to do Focus and don't mind been you