hosny Soliman

Rookie - 0 Points (2/6/1954 / Egypt)

At Night In My Atelier - Poem by hosny Soliman

At night in my atelier
At night when there is no light
Some like to hide
Some be in bed cover with lid
At night I like to see my inner bright
It talks to me show me your inner light
With my canvas, brushes and colors sit so quite
Waiting my inspiring angel
It helps me to get out all my bright and might
My canvas is blank and white
I hold my brush full with paint with my hand so tight
Yes I'm sitting in my atelier
But really I can feel that I'm flying away so highly
After a while I came back to my atelier
With a new painting really it's so great and mighty

Comments about At Night In My Atelier by hosny Soliman

  • Tamara Hanaring A Thought Mate (10/12/2011 11:24:00 PM)

    wonderful colorful thoughts take reader in a flight to your dreamy nights (Report)Reply

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  • Unwritten SoulUnwritten Soul (10/1/2011 10:45:00 PM)

    Great work Hosny keep it up, the imagination will push you to the far ocean and you not drowning because in your imagination you still floating...Keep more writing my friend, you know If you read my poem'Sweet sour apple bite' you will know how keen gardener to make dream come true, to live with full fruiting apple trees...Nice :) _Unwritten Soul (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, October 1, 2011

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