Vincent
A soul too beautiful for this world
Of starry skies and unrequited love
Speak in colors beyond mortal words
A glimpse, a gift imbued from above
Brushed aside, his strokes revealed
A heart beyond what we could feel
By his own hand he made his choice
When to a deaf ear his words kept sealed
Beyond his time we finally see
Beauty and love as it should be
Stoic
Copyright © Stephen Allen | Year Posted 2012
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment