Impression
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Category : Poems
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One painter at work,
brushes in hand,
is painting....
lovely flowers,
on a large canvas.
He stole,
just now....
the colours of the pure flowers,
with his eyes.
He transformed,
his impressions,
directly.....
to his linen cloth.
Its conversion,
from
the real world to.... the unreal....
became....
eventually his PAINTING!