A home,
A home for me;
For my Art Works,
For all to visit and see my works,
A style with the ink;
Painting with the very tip of the pen.
Light and darkness,
White and black;
With my works far beyond the minds of other artists,
With the style of my works.
Painting,
With the tip of the pen and, with the muse of my mind;
My imaginations,
Painting and painting!
With ideas coming to me like a dream.
My works,
My Art Works;
Trying to tell the world who i am;
And, what i am made of.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem