The Black Canvas Comments

It is a great philosophical poem having a nice paint in the black canvas of life in order to make a graceful life. The depiction is much impressive and interesting to readers. It has nice theme too. I want to cite some lines here..... Why should i surrender from brushing beautiful muse Because I am stand here as an artist to my own life It's not the end, just the beginning Giving the best color.......... Thanks for sharing.

a truly wonderful inspiring poem of how one is creating a beautiful masterpiece that is full of only good things? ...................well written US.

A great work, Soul. This reminds me that black absorbs all colours. Perhaps some see that as problematic as none of the light is reflected back. Perhaps a more profound way to observe the black canvas is to see that it is inviting and welcoming of all, and because of that, truly inspiring. Emerging in new life indeed! Again, a great poem, Soul.

Born to love and to learn! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

We are truly blank canvases and the picture can change throughout our lives. Good thoughts.

Brilliant write! O Soul, you are great as a painter and poet as well.Love your art painter-poet!

chant my soul to steal blue from the moon... love that verse.... Great writing! ! !

same with me... zero has a tendency to convert into unfathomable creativity

U.S., thanks for sharing. someday i may get around to sending a message with more editing comments from me. LET ME KNOW WHEN your EDITING WORK IS DONE! ! thanks for the poet's note; very helpful for understanding poem. as for too early to loose....i think you want lose? it is an easy mistake to make, if it is a mistake! the idea of being able to improve ones life conditions through determination and hard and/or steady work or skill/art is appealing, though i don't think the opportunity is available to all. :) bri

The life summarized...from an angle of the sensitive artist... the colors and canvas symbolism works great! ! !

All colours likely to mix with love, love to read this poem again

When Soul paints the canvas assumes different proportions and the black background is simply yet another privileged base. An enviably well crafted draft and I share the view of Diane Hine, dear Soul.

Truly amazing words Soul, with your notes filling us all in. One to truly save

I know you are now sparkling. That's much for me.Shine! Shine! Be blessed always.It's your art which has portrayed a phase that was dark.Good theme indeed!

it does not matter from where one comes its where are they going thats important. good read

Some of us really relate to this poem Soul, they say it doesn't matter how you started but the end matters...I agree with you in every word. Siya_! !

Yes, beautiful write, I just loved it the way you wrote..It was not in our hand that we can choose white or black canvas but definitely it was in our hand to make the best and best out of it..Some ones life starts with hurdles and keep on fighting till the end, but a canvas is filled with different colours, you stands out to be the best..As you had carefully chosen each colours and shades....I loved it...

As in our own life we are the artist...yeap agreed but we r object too. Canvas must be needed to change otherwise, how we worth the real achievement in life? Fully justified poem, here poem too painted as no one else can do. keep painting at its climax as u do ever.: -)

this is a wonderful poem... the lines are full with vitality of life, , , many great personalities have seen worst phase in life, , but they were never afraid to draw or fill colors in that phase (BLACK CANVAS) ... nice written SOUL..