Friday, February 17, 2012


A pencil in my hand, with the canvas on the stand,
started the lines to flow..
so happy I was, that I didn’t take a pause,
my face kept showing its glow..

as the painting got over, and my beats got slower,
I looked at what I could see..
it wasn’t just a face, it was pure beauty with grace,
as I saw a smiling me!

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