Blank Canvas

 unlimited imagination

a ton of rebellion

a dash of madness

is lot of inspiration

to defile blankness

with lines and shapes

fill them up with

 hues and shades…

of eccentricity

He is now transported to a place where he has to live by rules. Certain acts are to be executed at a certain time, if you don’t want to be chastised by robots.

There is a vacuum inside with no perception, judgement, initiative or intensity.

He has lost everything of value to him. There is an empty canvas on the easel, his colors and tools. What will he paint?

April 16: Flash Fiction Challenge

Reena’s Exploration Challenge #131