when you told
with a dipping voice
'art is nothing but illusion'
'art is not any truth
simply a journey to search
universal a layer of existence
a layer of conscious and
a layer to uphold beauty
by digging ugly and from dirt'
the message disheartened my inquisition
the message diverted the proposition
of propagating truth through my words
the message I refused to receive
as the whole society denies such delirium
slowly the power of truth
silently took access into my intelligence
and now I can repeat
those hardest reality regarding poetic art
'art is not truth
but it serves a journey towards'!
Pranab k c
20/07/2018
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem