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Oct 18, 2009

The Painter & The Poet

Posted by Quintessence Of Illusion

It’s Friday night,
and the canvas is cold
beneath the breaths of one whose brush will bring
colour … clarity and complement,
corner to corner
in subtle shades and strokes,
while around him, friends
and fellows do the same,
though he’s too modest
for signing his name.

On the opposite shore,
another sits before
piled papers and bound books,
his Parker poised
to pen and preserve
the promises no human heart could keep,
so love might last forever
in poetry and sleep.

16 comments:

Sayandeep Kundu said...

this poet is also a painter..he is busy to paint his mosaic of emotions through various colors..but then as a painter he has his words at his disposal..these are the colors..these colors of thoughts,intellect and emotions transcend the barrier of a difference between a painter and a poet.. may be we are all painters.. but may be we rear a poet as well in each of us...or else life may be so colorless. and these emotions may appear too prosaic to tolerate...

Sayandeep Kundu said...

really great.. excellent.. it really moistened my eyes.. (no exaggeration.).

Sayandeep Kundu said...

colors are perhaps too obvious at times.. this may be insufficient at times to express ur pain.. but these words..entirely implicit by nature may tickle one's emotions effectively sometimes.. they are colors of ur thoughts although...

atindriyo said...

stupefying.... beautiful.... in all it's simplicity.....
all your previous poems are like charming and mysterious princesses from unknown and long lost kingdoms, engulfed in silence and mist.... this one is like a lonely village belle standing by some small brook that flows by..... they intoxicate, hypnotize... she liberates...

perhaps my vocabulary is insufficient to express all my feelings about this twilight-bathed piece of cloud in words.... hence this analogy.....

poetry at its best !!!

Samadrita said...

That was beautiful.Come to think of it that I should've given you My Favorite Poet award too :D
Your pieces are a reader's pleasure!
And I mean it.

Nightwing said...

that was really awesome...great work....the poet and the painter...both in worlds of their own...superb!!!!!

soin said...

the painter paints the poet.. and the poet writes about the painter..free

Sid 'Ravan' Kabe said...

hey this is nice... u r a awesome poet...:D

Rajlakshmi said...

beautifully penned... the emotions so well expressed... simple yet deep in meaning... keep writing :)

Quintessence Of Illusion said...

Thanks to all of you for appreciating this simple poetry of myn...............

Niraj said...

great work..

अनिल कान्त : said...

Gr8 !!
Excellent !!

NesQuarX said...

...Very serene.
I likes!

sp.ajay said...

"On the opposite shore,
another sits before
piled papers and bound books,
his Parker poised
to pen and preserve
the promises no human heart could keep,
so love might last forever
in poetry and sleep."

ahh...poets write only to hear such lines from their admirers..

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Gyanban said...

Couple of reasons I felt like commenting on this one rather than some of your other works -

1.some very good lines get lost in colors -You really need to change the yellow font.

2. i think the lines are well balanced between the two artists each capturing their environment lucidly. I think the sentence "for signing his name" could be rephrased...it doesn't sound right.

quite enjoyed reading the posts.