"Art" #NaPoWriMo Early bird

                       work in progress..2021

I wish I could write, a few verses 

with all my heart, for you, 

to read and feel.

The wordsmith in me, artistically

looks at the picture of the porcelain flute,

and brings its attention to the wooden one

that still waits silently, on the table,

in the corner of the room.

Some lessons learnt a few years ago,

 just before life happened, 

 are now forgotten.

Since then, many tunes lay trapped within, 

in the breath waiting to be played. 

.

Scrolling through the museum of art,

I viewed historic pieces, priceless,

then paused to take a look, deep enough,

and found a broken sculpture. 

Who knows, if the artist made it that way? Just a part of the lips visible on the expressive face, 

and the rough edges clearly had a lot to say.

..and then there were colourful clouds, like dreams painted on a canvas with sprinkled stardust. The positive and the negative spaces, I learnt about them too. 

Art..it takes you places, and brings you back to your own truth. 

-payalagarwal