I had a talk, one day, to the portrait with the symbolizing painting,

It displayed a cozy sight in a warm house with a fire in its corner

Pervading the warmth of a winter's cold, freezing night

A couch deposited in front of the fire's embers of warmth

Filling its people with affectionate hugs of the enthusiastic fire,

The couch was painted with the tender color of soft beige

Revealing its acceptance to anyone who sits on it,

For beige is a color that could be accompanied with different colors,

Blankets embraced its children sitting on its laps; the couch,

Recording this moment on a tape to be watched again;

To remember the good old times spent together,

The painting had a rug displayed right in front of the couch and the fire

Examining the lovesome of the fire's warmth

Destroying the shivers of the strong cold within,

Bright colors were added into its skin of smooth texture

Beaming a gleam into the ponderers' eyes of the painting,

This talk was in fact the thoughts I shared with the warm picture

Lighting old wonderful minutes contributed with people around,

Indeed it is a painting so magnificent and energized

With breath-taking seconds of different crystallizing thoughts,

What would you remember or even think of when you look at it?

Would it be something so memorable or plain?

Paintings portray the thoughts and personalities of many

With a simple glance at their beautiful designs,

Many ideas and thoughts would emerge within a human minds,

For no one thinks alike

Yet again,

What thoughts would emerge into your mind?

Everyone's thoughts and ideas are lanterns indeed, for they light pathways through peaceful and horrible deeds