Deepak Calyampoondi


An Artist's Delight..: -) - Poem by Deepak Calyampoondi

Not with a gush of blood,
But filled with thoughts that flood,
'Blue', 'yellow', and the 'Green',
To paint something no one has seen,
An Artist paints on his mind's screen.

With strokes as gentle as it can be,
it's sheer creativity he wants it to be.
Thoughts change into strokes as he goes on
the strokes which tell a story for everyone.

May it be a day or a night,
the artist goes on with all his might,
To bring his work to the world's light.
Not for money nor for fame,
If people don't admire it, it's indeed their shame.

And finally when his work is done,
There comes a smile that no one can shun.
For it's the delight in him for the world to see,
And perhaps take it's place in History


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, February 27, 2011



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