White canvas with a stroke of blue
Dotted with some circles of red
Shades of pink, yellow, green
A flower blooming into a stream
I wipe my brush with apron string
And stand few meters from easel
Contemplating on some more lines
To make my painting beauty and divine
In solitude, this hobby I chase
It helps me as if to meditate
With colors, hues and shades of white
Keeping me awake till late, late nights
Leave my canvas
Let it dry
I will sent it for exhibits
On new stands
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