The tiny pencils that decorate the world
With our gravel hands that mold sculptures and pots
And beautiful techniques that splendors watch.
As our splits drop on the naked pages
Our emotions we inscribed on the pages.
Art mirrors the society
With the lines showcasing the melancholic catastrophes.
Hum! The colorful patterns of the adire textures.
And the drawing that demonstrates the nation’s hardships.
Art brings the creativeness to one’s heart
The art originated from Almighty God
The creator of all paintings.
No one dares to compete with him.
Hum! Art dwells amidst the poets and poetess.
Art is beyond one’s visions and intentions.
And gives one’s joy and happiness.
© ETERNAL _ PEN.
Reklamlar