He Was Talking To Me Poem by ANJANDEV ROY
He Was Talking To Me
The great artist
Was talking to me,
But I sincerely felt
He was engrossed in
Something otherwise,
When I asked him about it,
The eminent artist smiled and said to me,
"I am absorbed in my true and sublime artistic realm."
Friday, January 31, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: artistic work
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5/5/2024 3:16:53 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Realm! Reality; Musing along. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.