Wednesday, August 20, 2008

A masterpiece called you

He wiped his brush on the grass,
Then dipped it in the Ocean blue.
He took the utmost care in detail,
in creating a piece of art called you.

Then one day you looked up,
and saw another of his creations.
You thought to yourself,
Why can't I be more like that.

First you changed your body,
And then it was your soul.
Till one day you looked at the mirror,
And all you saw was this big black hole.

Your individualism is your soul,
your distinctness is your heart.
It is you being yourself,
that really sets you apart.

Go ahead be different,
Think and do as you please.
Your not just another piece of art,
You are God's own masterpiece.

- Pranay

2 comments:

April Tatta said...

just came across your blog- can not tell you how AMAZING this poem is- Love it. total truth!

pranayrao said...

Thank you.