The Artist

Stillborn a mood of aberrant colour a stain on the Artist’s worlds a heart pulsating with pain a wide range of intense ardour mixed on a fine palette and a paintbrush adorning the world with colours of imagination, Faith and Art real canvases of human nature flesh and the lifeblood of Nature Portraits blooming in light transcending the language of words A language of infinite shades shed in the heart of the Artist a grand soul learnt to board a world of no fences.. of no walls In a silent dark night he played on the hues of life a unique music was composed “The Starry Night” a music that reached sombre states unrevealed imagination.. untraveled meditation a powerful vision and feelings rising above what minds can ever decrypt for a beholder to see the depths to feel the colours to taste the pain to read the music A flow that never stops the tone and texture of his passion in motion.. miles away from a still life an Artist turning his back on the world of commas and full stops How can a colour succumb to hindrance? how can a hand hamper a paintbrush dance? how can an Artist turn a dead heart to Nature canvas? how can we fathom an ocean of many branches? A “madman” in the mind of the mundane Solitude, the Artist’s glorious moments in time and boon.. A divine enchantment a Self and Soul harmony melting wholly in his Nature and whole riding high in the wealth of lore a meager body left behind and the hand of the Artist entranced drew a tortured portrait his body was the canvas his paintbrush bleeding in a crimson shade a lost spirit in the monde of the mundane the Artist. ***** * Vincent Van Gogh, an inspiring Artist! "The Artist", humble impressions on a human nature born just to create what is true from what is real.. To every Artist whose feel and language transcend the known.. whose heart and mind on a ride to attain the finest of beauty.. To every Artist who finds solace in an imposed solitude as the world of the mundane fails to decode his very unique language.. To every Artist who refuses to compromise and walks paths of wonder and beauty with a feel of torturing loneliness..