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Painting is poetry on canvas, timeless and free
A language that speaks to inner soul of you and me
In strokes of color, silence sings,
A canvas breathes as the painter brings
Dreams of life in vibrant hue,
Each brush a word, shades of red, green or blue.
Painting is poetry on canvas, timeless and free
A language that speaks to inner soul of you and me
Whispers of passion, bold and bright,
Dance on the surface, reaching radiant height,
Colours entwined in graceful arc
Echoing stories light, stories dark.
Painting is poetry on canvas, timeless and free
A language that speaks to inner soul of you and me
A sunset’s blush, a storm’s roar,
Emotion spills from the artist’s core,
Textures weave a narrative thread,
As visions blossom, and fears are shed.
The quiet pause, the eager sigh,
As viewers lose themselves with it and fly,
Painting is poetry on canvas, timeless and free
A language that speaks to inner soul of you and me
So let the colors speak and sway,
In the gallery of dreams, each night and day
For in each canvas, a world is spun—
A silent ode, where hearts are one
In each layer, a tale unfolds
Of love and loss, of truths untold...
Image © Arup Ganguly |
