Artist's Child!

Artists' passionate passion 
A struggle for applause 
When they create 
Their creations
For the world
To look and celebrate 
As artist's child. 

Strong and firm 
The rock that appears 
Sculptor who nourishs
Holding hammer and chisels 
That featured all features
Sculpture raised high 
As it is artist's - First child. 

Hands that shiver 
Holding a palette 
Wonderful colors 
Wonderfully designed 
A perfect picture 
That featured all features
Portrait raised high
As it is artist's - First child. 

Glancing on blank paper
Thoughts filled in verses
Pen  started with a word
Ends with  fine words
A perfect poetry 
That featured all features 
Poem recalled thousand times 
As it is artist's - first child. 

I jotted few 
There are more to view
Artist's pain to create 
Artist's joy to complete 
Its artistic exposure 
To rule world after its creator. 

How strange to compare
A mortal and  an immortal 
But standing out of box
The mortal artist 
Creates an  Immortal
Celebrated even after mortals. 
                                      --Sujitha 


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