A blank paper or canvas
is so enticing
they are my muse
their endearing charm
is mesmeric
I can’t escape
I throw my whole persona
on them
oblivious of the outcome
I pour my heart and soul
soiled in ink or colours
we become inseparable
I die a thousand death
they convert me
into an energy field
we are born in unison then.
4 thoughts on “A Blank Paper or Canvas”
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Lucid ruminations on the creative process behind artisic works.Every word falls in it’s right place.
Thanks Vijay, your responses are so apt that they make my day.
Yes, I agree . A blank page or canvas is at once a challenge and an inspiration for a creative mind.
Thanks Amita, all challenges should be converted into inspiration.