Drawin a picture is like
something inside of a story its something emplified
Biggers than a picture
and at times outside of a box
thats when my mind comes to decision
finally my hearts in hesitation
In a drawing
your eyes, your heat, your mouth
is nothing to hide
but i let my heart myb mind
become a fool with pride
making its little commotions
through my art would i have somthing to provide
my art is in th drawings and it isnt in som play
my art is in th spanish and english words
I am only, a man
Frustrion still shows up
and it tries to rides
But as i draw in my words
I begin to realize
that its only a bigger pucture
its bigger than both you and i
its so crazy and exciting tha my knees buckle
my mind start to pace
Open doors start and we to them start to race
and when i notice im stuck in a maze
i remember
That drawings are what God made us like
through His words and paint
By hands, that the naked eye cannot see
but the naked only imagines
we are fruits of his imaginetion....
In : Poetry
