Art does not have to be seen
Art can be heard, art can be smelt
Art does not have to be named
Art should be experienced and felt
Art is created …
Behind the stars and under the hills
And empty minds it fills
Art can…
Bring out the sun and make darkness follow after
End life and kill laughter
Art is like a box…
A box with no hinges, key or lid
Yet golden treasure inside is hid
Art is like the creatures of the sea…
Alive without breadth
As cold as death
Art is like the wind…
Voiceless it cries, wingless it flutters
Toothless it bites, mouthless it mutters
Without art…
The sun would have no warmth
The flowers would have no beauty
Art is the rain that falls to earth …
And therefore is the reason of nature’s birth
© Shweta Singh
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GRADE 10
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