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Forgotten arts

She paints on walls, papers, hearts,
Brushes, smiles, forgotten arts;
His illustrations on the door,
Curious, still – all the more.

A stroke here, some words there,
Seeds sprinkled, water, care;
Shoots, buds, stems, trees,
Singing together in the breeze.

The world turns round and round,
Disease within, all around;
But s/he paints furious, walls, hearts,
Brushes, smiles, forgotten arts.


Published by appamprawns

soni writes about children and people in controlled spaces, in his quest for appam stew. homi writes in the hope of being able to buy prawns to make patiyo.

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