You spill some coffee and you make art. Your colors are your strength. My colors are my words. Writers have colourful minds. A Writer is a coffee Table of ideas, words spilled like your favourite beverage..! I spill some out of the 26 alphabets and they create a sky, a wall, maybe an umbrella or a bouquet. Your brush manipulates your fingers. Here the wind plays with the mind. You swim. I drown. You sail, I sink. You fly but it is I who reaches the moon. You breathe, I float. In timelessness. We live in a world of shooting stars, each meteor an idea, a concept we need to burn through. You are patient. I am not. This is what makes me different from you, a writer unlike an artist..
~ Purvi Petal, © 2014