by Decayed
The glory, the pride and the greatness of art is combined in this small piece. I like how you brightened the aura of the artist, and it felt like art became a mortal soul, maybe a god... the description of the 'eyes' can make me ponder. Way to go Zahra, this is sparkling ;) |
This is such a lovely tribute to anyone that crafts a magnificent work of art. Lovely images unfolds as one reads along, smooth flow and beautiful words. Very crisp descriptions. This poem is Mar-Ve-LOUS!!!. Mashallah girl. Blessings... |