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The Painter

Lure of mirage in deranged dunes, dances in dandelion rhythm with oasis dream, illusion inscribed in sane sands of time, sliding continuum with desiccated travail, thirst unquenched, stimulus sensuous, perpetual. Dormant despair usurps harps of hope, vibrato dissipates unperceived, wisdom shroud unfurls crafty chimera in life of actuality, awareness avid, imbibed. Stifling shadow anguished onyx cloud creeps remorseless, dissension darkness drips opaque desolateness on listless landscape, mangled in strife maelstrom, mind sucked within hope vortex, umbrage pervades, unushered. Silver spectrum of lines transient in acumen cloud, splits into colors of radiant reverie in optimistic prism, sculpted. Convoluted canvas, carapace conjured for contorted hideous faces, turning in a trance into baroque frescos, flicker of beauty sparkles sneaky in conceived smile, beholder, the painter.

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Date: 2/13/2025 12:59:00 PM
"The Painter" is a wonderful write. I always enjoy reading your work... Have a blessed day writing away.......................
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Subimal Sinha-Roy
Date: 2/13/2025 2:48:00 PM
Thank you, Paula for you encouraging words.
Date: 2/13/2025 9:17:00 AM
Stifling shadow anguished onyx cloud creeps remorseless…you and I, today, both dipped our quill into the darkness… for contorted hideous faces, turning in a trance into baroque frescos…love how this ends…the painter…a fun write, Subimal!
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Subimal Sinha-Roy
Date: 2/13/2025 10:29:00 AM
Thank you so much, Kim. for your read and comment. I don't know why darkness creeps in so often.

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