Art pertains to all that exists,
No one’s left behind the list,
Arts and artists coexist,
All sums up to that gist.
Art sets the world aligned,
It has the supremacy to make souls intertwined,
It has the power to redefine,
It’s all up to one’s mind.
Art has the magic to assign,
Who appreciates and who’s destined to design,
But humans are a special kind,
They can both be combined.
If no one appreciates you,
If it feels like that,
Should you just give up?
Should you just stop making arts?
Should you just forget you’re an art?
Should you just?
Should you just keep it that way?
Or should you just start appreciating your own?
As how it should be.
Remember how art works,
It feeds from both felicity and misery,
It reflects both the seen and the unseen,
It mirrors one’s imagination and reality,
And it can actually break or make you.
So, continue doing what you love,
Not what others told you should love,
Don’t follow the mainstream,
Make your own rhyme scheme.
Be you!
No one will ever be like you!
As art definitely begets art.
The moment you were born, art began,
The moment you find someone to share it with, art spreads,
The moment you die, another art journey begins,
Coz till death we do art.
