Abstract Painting

An Abstract Painting,

Oblivious,
to what it was
conceived to evoke;

Hanging onto
some meaningless wall;

Trying to camouflage
somehow into

a starkly loud background.
Lines
crashing all over;
Patterns

repeating and criss crossing
for no good reason;

My real self
blotted by ink drops;

My fancies
absorbed by the canvas;

My future washed up with
ornamental tones;

Etched by a brush
steered by a hand ,

i will never know or recognise;

To manifest some absurd theme

no one can quite understand.

Bold impressions some places
otherwise blank spaces.

What were you thinking

my Master Painter?

How many times
during this creation

did you change your mind?

Were there
any dreams in your eyes?

Did you dilute
my thoughts too much?

Did you spill in
too many Blues?

Looks like you accidently
mixed Black with White

for its become all Grey now.

Sometimes your brush moved
way too harshly;
Sometimes so delicately

as if to caress me;

Sometimes it barely seemed
to touch me at all.

You chalked out
Starry nights
that silhouetted to reveal
Light Blue skies.
At times,
you simply painted
the grass far Greener
on the other side.

You carved the Scarlet letter
on my heart,

and then schematically
Varnished it
with some sweet Baby Pink
childhood memories;
Cleverly contrasted
with a,hard to forget
Incandescent adolescence.

So now i turn White

at the thought
of starting afresh,

Pretending
there are no layers
beneath this coat.
I realise-
My lines
can be coloured

can be covered

but cannot be erased;

My basic texture
can falter

can be altered

but cannot be fazed.
I wonder
what will your genius
create next?
whilst i marvel at
your flawless craftsmanship.
I admit,sometimes
foolishly enough,
lost to the obvious shades
from your palette;
My being doesnt realise
it is the embodiment,
the breathing Canvas itself;
the fortunate beholder
of your artistic expression;
The small yet significant part
of a greater Panorama.
And thereafter i see
the Blacks,Greys

even the Blues

blend beautifully,
in perfect harmony
into a luminous Gold
ever-enriching
mystical Masterpiece.

© Dr. Manvi Gupta 2010 www.manvigupta.com