Coded Number 16 Poem by FRAGMENTS AND PIECES

I can draw a picture
Any fabulous creature
To mesmerize the human eye
With crafts spectacularly sly.

Momento fuels to recreate
The fears and joys that lies beneath
Filled with laughter and tears
Blending the visage of the universe.

Yet there is a lonesome reality
A truth I can never be free
No escape though often forsaken
To be alone depicts no meaning.

Paints of imagination are my wings
Hooked by unfailing liquids of desiring
Through a hand of persevering
With a surface of experiences to lean on in.

Vision is my dreamed goalie
Driven by unpompous liberty
With a sharp pointed industry
To lay out the glimpses of beauty.

[madero13 April 2011, Calaguas, Camarines Norte]