The Jealous Artist Poem by ANJANDEV ROY
The Jealous Artist
The jealous artist had cruelly drawn
The great man with his black colour,
I saw it in my sleepy
world at dark night,
Being anxious,
I woke up with cold perspiration,
After some time,
I became calm and quiet,
Then.....
I sincerely drew a glorious picture of the great soul
With my mind's eye,
It was absolutely white and unique in colour,
Being extremely satisfied,
I fell deep asleep thereafter.
I enjoye this poem especially the last two lines They sort of wrapped it up nicely Bravo!
Colors can affect our disposition in life. They invigorate our spirit and sometimes darken our days. A wonderful poem. Thought provoking with great images.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Colours represent emotion and a state of mind. Both the good and evil have colours that reveals our true state. Beautifully presented, , , , , ,10