My Heart Poem by Rupa Gogoi

My heart's a canvas
And I, an artist
Creating numerous paintings on feelings
With the colors of my emotions...
And I am but an optimist of an artist
With an equally optimistic brush called hope
And so, I paint rosy pictures of life
With the only grim paints I possess...
My heart is painted with woeful happiness
Each hue presents my varied feelings.
Though its looks cheery and hopeful
The paint is just an allusion; a mask
Hiding the plain white sheet beneath
Hiding this pain dwelling underneath...