When I took brush in my hand
and started painting on the canvas,
I realized that
it was not just the canvas
that got painted,
But through each one of our life it got fainted...
You just paint on the canvas with different color schemes,
Flourishing your art the more you dream...
It just not that simple canvas that you paint,
But it is the journey of your life that it meant...
You feel the journey of yourself,
On the canvas.
That you have truly experienced once,
But on this plain canvas it is just the none of bunce...
You paint it with full of your heart and mind,
That is the art which keeps you bind...
Bind with whom you really are,
And will be all your life...
The canvas is the one,
With whom you can have fun,
But you even get to learn,
As you don't earn,
But you truly get turn,
Towards your goal and ambition...
You can see the entrie life,
On the plain surface of canvas,
When you just wore a mask,
The mask that was so fake,
That it took your life into your nake,
Your life,
Which was pure as a lake...
Remember dear,
Your life can get into fear,
If you are just mere,
About the problems that are shear
On the canvas which is very clear...
©vibhuti
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