Literatura at Pagguhit: I Could, I Could not

"Ang pagsusulat ay libangan, isang pagbibigay buhay sa nararamdaman ng isang tao- sa paggamit ng mapanuring ekspresyon sa salita, paglubid ng mga natatanging kataga at metapora, maayos na naipadarama ng may akda ang kanyang saloobin o saloobin ng ibang tao bilang inspirasyon nya."

I could, I could not

By Ian Fiedalan

I could write you beautiful sonnet or prose;

I could paint your face multi-coloured

Brimming with artist's allegiance to life and love;

I could sing to you the rhyme from ardent wind that carries lover's whisper;

But my pen had run out of ink;

My hand had failed;

My voice had disappeard.

I cried last night as I held my canvas;

And the letters were marred with tears; My guitar, out of tune.

I woke up-a blank canvas, a crumpled paper and a dried ink at my side;

I strummed my guitar, it cried.

(c) 2009