im tryin to show how a painting speaks a thousand words by colours and subject matter...................

take hand to brush.love crushed,silent skys above
surrounded,bustling sounded town,friends and love
time midday,sun ablaze,dry heat beneath sore feet
passion for calm and peace,sunken tasted loves defeat
pleased to read deeper,on another level..state of trance
picks up on hatred,love,fighting and joyous playfull dance
descypher surroundings to begin,colour and view protrude
words and feelings unfold with each brush stroke in solitude
from the grey waste land,crumbled rocks and stoney sand
capturing fossilised memories and desserted,deppressive land

the warm sun tells tales of distant life from far away skys
today causing energy,strange life,constant downs and highs
mezmorizing heat,gifted with life to shine and speak
drainage leak,in city streets,defined by mountain peaks
grass green,representing envy,greed,yet silent breeze
life begins,depths below, motionless calm and apeasing seas
beige sands admire,glossy mettalic church higher spire
devil and demonic ancient tombs,religious burning fire
storm begins to blow,silent hands flow in motion to rains beat
suddenly the picture can breathe,taking away its blazing heat

streets alive,running crowds added....umbrellas ablaze
crys,children pick up pace,faces drop with the clouds haze
every part of lifes desires expressed in colours,the rolling stream
greens of fields,blues of water..and reds of fiery screams
sadness on the surface,depth among to those who picture
peace on earth by the kind who pray and long for unsubscripture
only those who can take deep into the paper and see an image
the picture speaks a thousand words to those who care to envisage
a picture painted with changes of mind state,from hate to love
to each viewer a different view to each before and above
the picture lays bare in the gallery,amongst crowds abiding stare
each reading deep into state of mind,every part of lifes desires to dare