My Picture – Part 2

Let me present you with my pictures
For each of your songs.
Uncoloured are most of them,
For your all saddest songs.

They are very pleasant
For sharing your experience,
Each poem is melodic;
And makes meaningful sense.

After reading it,
My boorish life has to be abandoned;
To draw each picture
For this well-structured statement.

My hard task was to match
Each of your emotional poems.
For that, I have had to reawaken
My artistic dreams
And fulfill our omens.

Adding to art my visual part.
For me it was hard,
To the reader your art.
You have communicated convincingly

My enjoyable problem was
That all your work is simple
Believe me when I say;
Add painful ripples

Lest you can no more be art,
There was nothing left for me nor you;
To kill myself, hurting others,
Is no way of valuing you.
That each of my pictures

Adds painful ripples
Your tuneful poems may well be
Flowing from your sad heart.
I do appreciate them more
As a singer as all are crying art.

Let us both thank Ann
For valuing the work
Of humans like us.
Worthily existing with a lost cause,
Yet still proud as us