Words- etched into skin,
like dipping pens on parchment,
exploiting crimson ink under frail paper,
painting pictures of untold stories;
the symphonies of emotion,
hidden somewhere between heart and soul.
The joys and pains of life can't be compromised to a children's picture book,
but are expressed by the colourful novels within your mind,
each brush stroke laid onto Life's canvas,
like the eternal mark you leave on Earth after death.
You hold the pencil to your future,
the instrument to your dreams.
You are the artist,
and life is your masterpiece.