Portrait Of Mind
People display their emotions in their own personal ways
Some bottle it up, others amaze you with angry displays
When the stakes get raised everyday is filled with grief
Friends see whats on the surface, but what's underneath?
Beneath the suface is a soul and a new person inside
And it's like that guys pride wont let the two ever collide
So the real him gets pushed aside til he writes his rhymes
Then it comes out, he paints a written portrait of his mind
Just read between the lines to see his true personality
And you'll realise that what you thought is not the reality
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Thoughts paint pictures in minds..
Elegant photos that tell a story..
A tale of past poetry and rhymes..
Colors mix and blend in this picture of mine..
Images fix and extend this beautiful portrait..
To distort this, provoking painting of time..
Essenceful senses explain pain..
To tame this insane game of life..
Will I make it through this pain and strife?..
Blunt knifes slash ideas with ease..
Barriers tease brains who cannot think..
Of topics, so these cells decease..
The questions increase, will answers come?..
Or is this chapter of life done?..
Will the darkness brighten for a new day to come?..
Will all of these thoughts and memories stay?..
Or will a God get upset and say..
That all of these portraits of my mind will be washed away?..
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"From Black...to red...to yellow...to blue...
to skies...to grass...to me...to you...
My portrait of mind...never has a conclusion...
The brush...in no rush never stops movin'...
a frozen time glass...bullet stuck in the gun...
Athletes at starting lines...ready, but never run...
but suddenly...the sand falls n' right after, rises...
Strangely enuff...leaves no suprises
A portrait of mind...a collection of pages...
Everything in my thoughts...constantly changes..."
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Intellectual philosophers paint portraits through the sands of time
With a planned design to surpass the intelligence of the human mind
Life long memories create a cinema of reflection such as mine
There is no barrier within my brain for impulsive thoughts to hide behind
Passion lures me into a portrait of a mind as I were deaf learning the language of sign
So many thing are said with utter silence but within a rhyme lies a view
Self expression of the mind but how do you feel when that portrait is you
Verse One: LM
Verse Two: Bloomquist
Verse Three: Twest
Verse Four: ..Newz..