Anisha Dutta Poet Sonnet

Mind the Painter

       Mind paints canvas of life as amateur
     Some hues taken from palette of events
     Some contributed by human nature
     oozing from emotive urge at moments.
     
     Heart gallery frames happy happenings
     Those turn weepy are mercilessly torn
     Ugly chapters showing spastic paintings
     Some to erase and some get forgotten.
                  
      Brush browses on multiple episodes,
      Patches of pigments collide in collage
      kaleidoscope of memory decodes
      Some pictures go hazy, some to enlarge.
     
     Throughout life did ‘Mind’ the painter paint well?
     Canvas of life with overlapped hues can't tell.

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Darlene De Beaulieu November 12, 2018 at 1:30 PM Hello Anisha yes i agree only the canvas of life can truly tell. I do agree. Have a nice day my friend. Anisha Dutta November 12, 2018 at 8:46 PM Thank you very much for your support n appreciation. Warm Wishes.

Debjani Mitra October 29, 2018 at 11:34 AM Wow..I liked this a lot..all aspects of painting so well correlated with the mind. Anisha Dutta October 29, 2018 at 12:12 PM Thanks Debjani. Blessing.

CayCay Godwin October 12, 2018 at 12:27 PM Deep, intense and a pleasure to spend time with - this poem is all that. All the best ... CayCay Anisha Dutta October 29, 2018 at 12:11 PM Thanks Cay Cay. Love