This and that,
Match of my match;
No caps no Hats,
I somehow find my catch;
The moment when I look,
Captures many eyes;
Eye in the view, view is in my eye,
The joy of its elegancy makes me fly so high;
Excited for the tasks,
Drained every single drop;
I never felt any job,
Peeping from boredom;
It’s a rare sight of mine,
I have different tints, tones and hues;
Things may be one angle,
In them I can see triangles;
Some say its influence,
Some say it my innocence;
Finding sense in nonsense,
Creativity is my best investment;
Bricks of imagination,
Cement of fine arts;
Depiction of my fantasies,
Always pumps my heart;
My speech is my freedom,
My views too love flight;
Treasure of extremely new words,
Makes me feel satisfied;
Not with the brain, I paint with my heart,
Real captures of my eye cam, exists as my master art;
I paint the quotes of my heart,
In the form of an elegant arch;
I say I am a creator, as creativity lies in me,
I can’t leave this ever, as my passion is tied to me;
Nature’s beauty is my everlasting friend,
We connected so well; I have never been with anyone else;
My goal is to reach the last stairs of life,
Where my fantasies become infinite;
Where words be starlight,
MY CREATIVITY…
Mother nature with sparkling Tiara walks with me under moonlight…
