THE POTRAIT

Taking a lengthy walk along the nature
Trying to smear within its vivid texture
In an effort to guess the various gesture
Converging ideas towards this juncture

Attempting to paint them in the canvas
With the feelings both thin and viscous
For trying to portray the magnanimous
A creation of God, gentle and sensuous

Making my hands to hold on the brush
Moving it into a fragile rhythmic rush
Sketching on which, falls all the crush
Holding the breath, heartbeat in a hush

On the paper starting with silken hair
Drawing the lines with the gentle care
Almost blowing in direction of the air
For it plays a very vital part in its flair

The pen moves again to make the face
Elegantly traversing with gentle grace
Sketching down forehead and the eyes
The picturesque inspired from sunrise

Adjoining further the cheeks and chin
Towards creating an ideal mannequin
Again about the ears and also the nose
Its softness almost similar to the rose

Illustrating again shoulders and neck
As images on the paper quietly deck
Further of the elbow, wrist and arms
Appeasing by their winsome charms

Dressing then into clothes that dazzle
Starting from shoulders till the ankle
Decorating still by pearls and jewels
To make resemblance just as angels

Again by the curves and manoeuvres
Other vivid parts also the pen covers
Proceeding on to legs ankles and feet
Quite perfect, and portrait’s complete