Art Life Poems

Inspiration is soothing.

Like a breeze that lands it’s crisp wings on the perspiration on your skin.

Like a deep breath after holding no air in your...

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L-ife is an art distinctively beautiful 
I-nvigorated by the troubles and triumphs
F-urnished by experiences and
E-nhanced by great lessons learned

I-mpossible to relive but
S-weet to reminisce 

A-rticulated...

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In the sky, after rain, a colorful bow appears,
Stretching wide, touching clouds, chasing away fears.
A bridge of seven hues, so vibrant and so bright,
It's a...

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I was a marvelous ophthalmologist, impacting how others saw this world,
As tomorrow one day sees yesterday, on lanes where hued leaves swirled.

I corrected hazy, crazy...

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I found a way to dance with my rage from the comfort of my room
I learned how to speak, how to scream without sound
Let my...

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What will you cling to
When the art is letting go
Cling to nothing
Tarnish not the vision
Of the artist
Not the viewer of his art
Cling not
To what it...

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Thou art to soul as sleep is to my strife, 
The cheeks when look no more rosy and full, 
Lips red, nor knees so sturdy...

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FAMILY. LOVE.  EQUILIBRIUM


A pivotal point In this transformational journey
Life is all about family and love.

Art of seeing both sides ~ An invitation of dance

“The...

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The migratory mind 
      indomitable,
of the spirited surfer
      possessed,
waltzes on waves of life,
curled crests climb
...

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In the realm where hues collide,
Where blue meets red, and souls abide.
There lies a shade, both bold and rare,
With regal presence, beyond compare.

Purple, the color...

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Let ambience speak 
     for itself.

Let art 
     be Art.

Let love 
     be...

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Not just a string of words arranged, but whispers of the heart,
A melody the soul has ranged, a masterpiece of art.
A tapestry of moments spun,...

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I was in Eden, when the stars saw and moulded man 
I beheld the achievement of my toils and plan 
I surveyed the ape body...

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A definite air permeates
When in the walls of my room
Projected productivity is it?
Or rather the reflection of what those expect of me

Identity found... lost, through...

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When I pen lines, fresh thoughts of Vincent van Gogh
     strike me! How, with palette and brushes, he breathed
life's scenes onto...

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