With every stroke of brush

I create something new

I give colors and shape

To my imagination drew

On the canvas of my mind

To capture the grace of nature

To create the elements of divine

To reproduce the flowing rapture

It can be capture in the digital door

Minutely to the perfection of the glow

But with every stroke of color

On canvas emotions are produced

Recollection of ideas at tranquility

Sensed at that time of anxiety

And for that relief feel again

Which no digital capture can provide

I wish to reproduce some more

Of those beautifully divined times

To be treated by me so to feel

The emotions and happy rejoice

In the years ahead

When life has only those

Canvas painted offer to me……….




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