When you hold a pencil to draw...
When you pick the brush to paint...I'm in your mind
Whispering to you "Art is a religion"
Yes, Art has become a religion in your poem! All the best to you!
you have a lovely and young mind good thanks read mine two moms poems top ones
When you hold a pencil to draw... When you pick the brush to paint...I'm in your mind....much impressive and meaningful. This is a beautiful poem in the form of Haiku having touching expression with nice theme.10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A concise and poignant verse that leaves the read with something to ponder. An insightful work of art. Thanks for sharing and do remain enriched.