Come across, people here articles
That the creator great has built
In abundance in this wonderful world
With varieties of patterns a lot.
Get imprinted in their mind’s screen
As snapshots showing cute classiness,
The stuff that plummet into their attention
Through their two parts of sight.
Possessing a mind that is specially designed,
The fine arts people absorb the elegance
That abounds in the regions seen around
And save them in their folder of memory.
With colours nix and brushes seldom
Portray, their minds, the scenes they witness
In their canvas of imagination
And display them later in outside medium.
Pour, they their full sight and view
That gets embedded in the recollection pane,
Towards the brush placed in hand and
Is born, a painting shaded in rainbow-hues.
Paintings are photographs salient
That speak silently the meanings in volumes
Magnetizing the beholder’s mind
Giving in fact a mesmerizing effect.
Stops, the prettiness of pictures a while,
The passersby on their way to target
And they when sight in them the soul and spirit
Feel really the bliss of peace and pleasure.