Art

Art

He painted her as a painting pretty
With colours of love and patience
Adding glitters of timeless gems
Draping her with dignity and loyalty

Time flew off like a bird from cage
Lively this painting started admiring
the painter, depending on him
For each move, since he gave her life

But the painter who is passionate
of art, could no longer spare time
and colours on the art which he felt
is complete, poor the painting is left

Flakes of those colours fell off
Turning the painting shapeless
Damaged painting seemed nasty
Since the painter forgot it as his folly

He was the life of the painting pretty
Hadn’t he left it in the heat lofty
It wouldn’t have lost its beauty
Cold his attitude ruined its glory

Lifeless painting is in its awaits new
Soaked in the syrup of hopes
For the painter to renew his art
Remaking her a lovely painting!

@Raji❤