Impressed by LeeAnn's artistic poem,
I see Picasso coming down the aisle,
we fly to the North Pole
to admire the colossal cold mountains
suddenly he disappears and Salvador appeared,
I ask him where Picasso has gone.
Salvador just smiles and trims his mustache,
then he disappears too
without having spoken a word,
this is absurd,
to my surprise,
Gala appears on the ice, naked without a coat,
I am really impressed because she is accompanied
by two tigers, a bee, and a pomegranate,
the elaborate watch has stopped melting,
I feel like an odd one out, too surreal for me,
Picasso? Too cubist for me,
I like my own paintings,
so impressionistically fascinating,
Gala is gone, the ice on the North Pole is melting,
how do i get out of here?
Suddenly the fridge is open,
I sleepwalked and opened the freezer section of the fridge,
what a grueling journey to the North Pole,
that cruise is yet to come,
global warming?
Not noticed anything yet,
impressionistically seen
Picasso had Cubistic style, Dali had surrealistic Style ans Sylvia has impressionistic Style
Dear Unnikrishnan, my poem is today on Rank 90, in gratitude Sylvia
My thanks for your precious support is accompanied with great admirtions, dear Unnikrishnan. You always write in an ardent and precious way, with gratitude, Sylvia
Congratulations, LeeAnn. This magnificent poem has been ranked #95 in the list of one hundred Best Poems of Members featured on PoemHunter. You deserve the recognition, dear poet, by all means.
Do you mean LeeAnn or I? This poem 'Impressed' is on that rank, right? It is my poem, Unnikrishnan. Thank you for your support.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You got the point of my poem Bravo!