From the beginning of my life,
A thought appear in my mind,
A thought so beautiful, a thought so clear,
To paint this world in my colors.
A start from me when I was small,
I painted the chairs and the stoles,
I painted each still styles,
With different colors and patterns,
In the long run what I am now,
I realized my love for natural art,
I painted mountains blue and brown,
I painted water green and blue.
I made villages, I made people,
I made sky, I made tree,
I made rivers ,I made temples,
I made sketches, black and white,
But my master piece is yet to draw,
The beautiful scene of white horse,
The atmosphere so calm in darkness of night,
The moon shining from the heights.
The time will come when I will spark,
People know who am I,
No dreams too high, no dreams too big,
Still there is feeling of fulfilling it.
A thought appear in my mind,
A thought so beautiful, a thought so clear,
To paint this world in my colors.
A start from me when I was small,
I painted the chairs and the stoles,
I painted each still styles,
With different colors and patterns,
In the long run what I am now,
I realized my love for natural art,
I painted mountains blue and brown,
I painted water green and blue.
I made villages, I made people,
I made sky, I made tree,
I made rivers ,I made temples,
I made sketches, black and white,
But my master piece is yet to draw,
The beautiful scene of white horse,
The atmosphere so calm in darkness of night,
The moon shining from the heights.
The time will come when I will spark,
People know who am I,
No dreams too high, no dreams too big,
Still there is feeling of fulfilling it.
Awsome one ...hahhahaha !!!!! I know I dam bad poet still that managed to write
This blog is totally dedicated to to my love for painting...Talking about it, I started drawing as my primary interest in 5th standard..My mom made to
