Goodbye...

Sobs and sniffles muffled by controversy
strokes of genius will be seen no more
shunned and exiled, a Picasso died
but the paintings shot up in value


And the world cries to mourn the loss of a great painter...


Saying goodbye is always tough
may your soul rest in peace
your legacy will live on forever
in our hearts, through your art


And the souls cry as one, at the loss of a piece of their heart...


Silent tears shall be shed from eyes that see the colours now lost
the tears of sorrow that wash the canvas bare
and it stands on that easel...lonely, forgotten, stark naked
devoid of the colours of life that the Master once filled it with


And the canvas cries at the loss of a friend...


The forlorn umbrella lay in the corner, broken
the horse ceased to neigh
the women were left with no song to sing
the hues lost their vibrancy


And a Mother cries for the loss of her child that they snatched away, while cradling his heart in her tender arms...