Painter's Brush Poem by Varsha M
Painter's Brush
The high up tall
Pale white wall
Steals life all,
Gloomy and dull.
A gentle stroke of artist
Compell heaven to descend
And dwell among people special
With vibes called essence.
Beauty becomes bounty
As the more colors sloosh
Breathing life to every atom
That meant to be my Gotham.
Life is lofty
In spects called jazzy.
Photo from freepikdotcom.
A gentle stroke of artist Compel heaven to descend.... //.... It prods one to compare a Black & White world vis-a-vis a world spruced up in colours of spectrum. Thanks. This is a lovely poem just like the colourful graphic depicted above.
Well articulated and nicely brought forth with insight. A beautiful poem written with conviction. Thanks for sharing and do remain enriched.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Nice paint brush used in your poetry. Thanks for sharing.