The Monochrome Elusion

Today, I'd like to share something written by my cousin. Not everyone can relate but it's quite relatable. If there are words that one can use to ease difficulties, painful perceptions, or a state of anguish then, these words are:

The Monochrome Elusion

By Craig Alexander Thomson



Inhibited is the hand by a life of abstract,
When a picture is painted but the pigment is black,
Dulled in disillusion upon the dawn of defeat,
A spark upon the dark does draw such a heat,
From which comes colour unto the easel a rush,
One thought alone attains light as it leaves the brush,
Saturated so lushly the lavish hues overwhelm,
And speak with words unmentioned in a two-dimensional realm,
Enraged within the tint the tension it mounts,
Until an impression is felt from a prevailing account,
From a vision it's conceived but given breath by the tinges,
And so it is felt but held by the hinges,
Of how the soul longs and cries like the rain,
Of how the heart obtains beauty so truly from pain.
 
Took several readings to grasp, but the beauty of those words strung together like that kept me going. Tell your cousin good job! :D
 
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