I was standing on the ream
The purple sea of love and envy
Serenity, tranquility, or harmony, trapped in the dream.
Larva seeps through the soil, burning them to ashes bit by bit
The far away scarlet and golden silk, swirl when the wind blows towards it.
Its a surreal sunset that has been seen...
The flower blooms so raw, the stem stands tall
This pic hangs on the wall, brightens up the hall
But this petal looks just like a tear has fall.
6 comments:
hey meow,
u drew so many paintings. where you put them ar? your mum no complaint?
it's the annual chinese 7th month now..
u burn them as ....errr..???
sorry meow,
i 'cluttering' ur blog againz.. .
rgds :)
anonymous i dun know who u are but my room BIG enough to put these painting s. :) Dun worry lah, i will not bear to burn my paintings unless i want to bring them all with me to the netherworld.
No, dun bring them to the netherworld...
It's worth more money when you are there :P
Btw do not do anything foolish...
You don't want to hurt your close ones and friends, right?
I pretty enjoy reading yr blog as much as appreciating the paintings tat u've painted...Be it dark or lively, it's something i believe it's in u..The strength n passion for it..Keep it up..Cheers..
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