Usha Pisharody

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A Piece Of Art - Poem by Usha Pisharody

How did that
piece of art
get that way?

It’s a thought I’ve had,
recurring, persistent…

Imagine, the colours
in that oil painting, just so-
the strokes, each one,
making magic, when it happens!
A knife to smoothen, sharpen,
blend and perfect…
Only then, will that soul
of the artist, permeate-

And the painter? Replete!

Imagine each sculpture
chiseled, just so-
how it knows the form
within, taking shape:
Through blows, taps, edges
and endless jabs..
Just the right force
in the sculptor’s hand;
else, it just might not be!

And the sculptor? Humbled.

The flowers in the vase
be it Ikebana, or just
your own special, inimitable way-
the fern placed, just so-
and the aster – that way.
Gently placed on the
thorny holder..
you want it upright-
standing tall and proud!

And you? Mesmerized!

The poem you just wrote;
The story that just came-

How did it get that way?
Maybe because, you did!
Your heart in it, you pondered
patiently: the words wrote
artfully, and it happened, just so.

The writer? Soaked in it!

And I believe,
The Artist, up there,
would look at us..
thinking, how he moulded us!
A little push, that fall, rising again,
helping us to form – just that way!
Colour us with feeling, just so-
tap and smooth, the rough edges
and, watch us stand proud!

And, yet again, I do believe
No matter, if anyone
understood us, His work –
He’d believe in us;
and He’d know – it was
Worthwhile!

I wish, though, we could believe
So fully too!



15 May,07


Comments about A Piece Of Art by Usha Pisharody

  • (5/18/2008 8:20:00 AM)


    Original, poetic hymn … it is beautiful... (Report) Reply

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  • (4/8/2008 3:14:00 AM)


    You have successfully sharpened the intellect of your readers to permeate inside through this cajoled piece of writing…
    The rhetorical questions sum up the intentions and a nice parallel between the earthly artist and the great creator…
    Every good creation is a miracle and a masterpiece…so is your poem…very thoughtful
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  • (4/8/2008 12:26:00 AM)


    yes...that Artist...He is proud, for He has created us to continue His work on behalf of Him here. and the imperfections He gave us, flora...that alone drive us to think more, find more and to create more and to satiate ourselves more... and to satisfy Him that way who remains proud of you, me, usha and every being over here.... the great great Grand Father!
    wonderful poem, usha... simply rings into my heart. congrats. and for you too flora, for getting the theme right out in it...
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  • (4/7/2008 12:53:00 PM)


    But how do you know when you've finished, Usha? That's always my problem. The artist above cannot beileve that we - with all our imperfections - are finished can he? Love your poem, as always. Thought provoking.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 7, 2008

Poem Edited: Monday, April 7, 2008


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