The Empty Canvas Poem by Kesav Venkat Easwaran
The Empty Canvas
Using a portion of a letter only
He started his work on the portrait...
He noticed hiccups in the midst
It wasn't the brush didn't cooperate
Nor was the palette overflown
He could listen to the letter
Speak in a subdued tone
'I do not look like that'!
'I haven't finished my work'
He replied
'But that wouldn't be me'!
The letter retorted, got rough, left
He noticed the brush and his palette
Also, leave along
That day, for the first time in his life,
He realized the emptiness of his large canvas...
Nov 22nd,2020
Excellent poem. That day, for the first time in his life, He realized the emptiness of his large canvas...
A beautifully crafted and unique write. A great message well conveyed and to ponder about. Five Stars!
Lovely figures of speech. Here we do not brook rebellion. We send an army of brushes to crush the " i"
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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9/24/2024 7:30:27 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Sir you have painted I so well that ego I will always remember the emptiness it withhold. Full score sir. On my poem list.