Noble Graphics

Medium: pen on paper ..
Title: Gaze..

A little one stands, eyes wide with wonder,
Gazing into the horizon's thunder,
Future's vast expanse, a canvas bright,
A world awaiting, full of delight.

With innocent eyes, pure and clear,
She looks ahead, without a fear,
Her dreams and hopes, like clouds aflame,
Dance in her heart, with an eager claim.

Her gaze, a bridge, connecting past,
To promises of tomorrow, vast,
A pathway unfolding, like a rose,
Petals of possibility, as it grows.

In her eyes, a spark takes flight,
A vision of what's yet to ignite,
A flame of passion, burning bright,
Guiding her steps, through morning light.

As she gazes, her soul takes flight,
Into a world, where dreams take might,
Where laughter echoes, tears subside,
And hope's horizon, forever resides.

Her little hands, clenched tight with cheer,
Embracing the future, without a fear,
For in her gaze, a promise lies,
A brighter tomorrow, in her eyes.

Title; Warrior

Acrylic on canvas
Title ; The Weight Of Silence

Pain within is a heavy burden to bear,
A weight that presses upon the heart and mind,
A constant reminder of the wounds we share,
A silence that screams, yet remains unspoken and unkind.

In the depths of our souls, it echoes and resounds,
A cry that longs to be heard, yet fears the sound,
For in the darkness, we search for a light,
A guiding force to lead us through the endless night.

But the pain within, it whispers our name,
A haunting melody that we cannot claim,
A ache that lingers, a scar that remains,
A reminder of the hurt that we cannot explain.

Yet, in the silence, we find a strength,
A resilience that rises, a voice that length,
For in the pain within, we discover our might,
A courage that conquers, a light that shines so bright.

Acrylic on canvas
Title: The Weight Of Silence

Pain within is a heavy burden to bear,
A weight that presses upon the heart and mind,
A constant reminder of the wounds we share,
A silence that screams, yet remains unspoken and unkind.

In the depths of our souls, it echoes and resounds,
A cry that longs to be heard, yet fears the sound,
For in the darkness, we search for a light,
A guiding force to lead us through the endless night.

But the pain within, it whispers our name,
A haunting melody that we cannot claim,
A ache that lingers, a scar that remains,
A reminder of the hurt that we cannot explain.

Yet, in the silence, we find a strength,
A resilience that rises, a voice that length,
For in the pain within, we discover our might,
A courage that conquers, a light that shines so bright.

Pen on paper ..

Title;kwame Nkrumah
Medium;ball point pen
Artist; khing.sketch
IG..khing.sketch

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