Painting is poetry...
Where beauty is seen in painting
but such can not be felt pulsating
an inanimate expression of poetry
showing an on-sight artistic portray
about the naked realities of existence
a colorful revelation of majestic essence.
Poetry is painting...
Where beauty is felt more than seen
that lit an ember of an emotional sheen
flickering like stars enthusing inspiration
to all who appreciate the beating of emotion
bounded within the heart feeling the romance
inscribe in painting the insights of life's stance.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I remember one of my friend, Terence while reading this, he once shared me same theme about poetry to painting and painting to poetry...nice one Marvin, happy new year_Soul