Love of beauty is the beginning of creative art;
Expressive feeling of what one loves naturally
Makes one an artist in poetry or painting soon!
An artist never stops to express until urge ends!
Focus of attention continues in thoughts, dreams
That makes beautiful picture out of many pieces!
Does depression or delight make one an artist?
Nature but not rule or law evolves one as an artist.
The urge to express joy or sorrow in art to share
With all for spiritual satisfaction grows one as artist.
Critics classify the classic and romantic artists but
Today’s romantic artist becomes classic in the future!
The sustaining power of one in art makes one classic;
Meaning and order of life artist knows by experience
That he artistically expresses mainly for human good
To forget the world of worries in beauty and truth of art!
Artists love beauty, truth and freedom to create true art!
Even in monarchy poetry did not fail to critcise wrongs;
Poetry inspired people to change regimes to democracy.
Alone or under pressure artists do jobs sans fear of death!
Instead of sword, unlike in the past, ideas rule the world!
Hence the pen is mightier than the sword or gun always!
But the material development of the world dips art low
In the name of civilisation uprooting human sense now!
Art, culture and Nature are overshadowed by technology;
So, social criticism has become an art combining all ideas
Of literature, science and politics in the making of artists
To survive and sustain for changing the society for the better!
a lovely perspective on art and artist..the pen is mightier than the gun
'Art, culture and Nature are overshadowed by technology; So, social criticism has become an art combining all ideas' Marvelous write with nice idea,10+++
a beautiful poem for writers, artists and poet and here you were contemplating deep while watching what beyond each art, , well penned..10++++
art and its presentation in any form is appreciable. The urge and fire of a artist never come to an end unless he attain it. An artist never sell, live on the art, beg and it comes out from the soul.... what a write........ let it go my favourite...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The beauty of the mind transcends to the hands to have a creative fabulous craft, be it in written papers, clay, colors, dance etc...10+++