Jayakumar Jrain

Never ending wet road.
kissing the rainwater and clay.
The air was chill,
the Ash color clouds hang low.
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painter in illusion, imagination
passionate love and dreams of erotic
corner of the garden
red metal grill
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You are the Dancing Queen
Friday night and the outside lights are low.
smell of rain
You're in the mood for a dance.
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early morning 5.00 am.
sound of wind and rainy
Wakes Up Wonderful rainy Morning.
girl wakes up and smiles.
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red long embroidery frock
half-naked wild woman
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she'll be a star.
my eyes don't know if it's day or night.
knives that glitter and their eyes stone cold
scarlet red room
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jameela & kanzah yellow sisters
We are sisters of the light
We're the deep rough sea
kanzah loves poems
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Dark monument under the wing of night
skin color is sap green.
it's an oily skin.
To pulling deeper into its shadows.
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the human figure and human nudity the things that surround us are the focus of my attention in their timeless and modernity in the way.

I see or imagine. Mine is the search for a relative, realism, passionate mind, imaginary, smell of real paint, and subjective.
I believe that painting should be in my mind. I want my painting to speak about us our problem our dreams our feelings with the almost possible beauty.
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it's black lips.
deeper into its shadows
faces with empty smiles.
pure in her beauty
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On a cold winter's night
seduce me.
She touched me with her eyes.
our endless passion
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In this darkness.
colored textured sofa
The flowers' petals
And the sensuality
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paint a vision.
Shades of shadow, overturned.
A frame without color
A world without life When the sun never comes out
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Earth is turning.
Light is glowing.
Where is the sweet summer wine?
She was always so cute in her dress.
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woman your eyes are in the mirror.
You're the sweet-smelling lady of darkness.
from the darkness of the other side
Adore me with your sword.
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red hat
Their uniform fear pain and blood
Hateful glances, violent dances,
blue woman police
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woman in viridian green
sharp eyes and words of pain
Smoke, she is a rising fire.
Wildfire she's a woman in love.
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call is waiting.
sound of love.
sensitive feel of love
It has wings and then the other.
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This is the only number.
you're not going to reach my telephone.
Just to give you a call
I dialed the number she gave me.
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Arabic origin and is said to mean 'in flower.
Indian language Hindi Zaara mean Blossoming flower.

yellow Muslim woman
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