One of art;
The other of darkness
Fair is the thought
of their convergence
But,
Art is just been my plight
And darkness I hope
meets the light.
My brush strokes tremble
As I feed the canvas sight
A cry of the failure
who feels crucified
I wish my painting
Is again left unidentified
Art is just been my plight
And darkness I hope
meets the light.
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welcome to blogspot too... :P
abe kuch khushi wali poem likh yar....poet type log rote bahut hai.... hehehe
Yes Uma....next time something more cheerful..!!And thanks for acknowledging me..:P..!!
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