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| art by ashok |
In bottled colors my brush I dip
My thoughts infinite and
vast
Into my framed canvas a
trip
to a land sans a future or
past.
With soft strokes and dabs so
deft
I am lost in this utopian
land
Emotions! Joy, sorrow
bereft
Flow from my meandering
hand.
Abstract lines and surreal
themes,
Unlock my mind and
heart
Stirred by Nature, Life and
dreams
Evolves a vision– an art!
Awesome! Both painting and poem!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful words and painting.
ReplyDeletenice lines and painting
ReplyDeletethanks
That’s a wonderful painting and accompanying words.
ReplyDeleteThe strokes look so beautiful...coiled up nicely! You know to paint beautiful words too! Nice.
ReplyDeleteThanks Sandhya
Deleteexcellent poem and of course, painting, Ashok!!!
ReplyDeletethanks HM
DeleteHey Ashok:) How did you know my head is from inside like this? Or is this the head of an artist like you discribed in your lovely poem? Have a nice weekend!
ReplyDeletehaha...thanks renate :)
DeleteOh yes whirl me around in your circle of color, life and light,
ReplyDeletesure Granny :)
DeleteVery beautiful colour painting and very nice poem !!!
ReplyDeleteHave a very nice weekend !!!
Great work Ashok!
ReplyDeletelove the swirl!
ReplyDeleteReally like the way your pics n poems blend wonderfully :-)
ReplyDeleteA lovely work of art come forth from the brushes ~
ReplyDeleteGrace
beautiful creation. almost looks like mother-of-pearl.
ReplyDeleteYour fingers seem to create magic, be it with paint-brush, pen or pencil. So many talents rolled into one!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful!