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Wednesday, April 3, 2024

Literature on art, more of a poem

Art

Many may question what is art? 

Well, there ain’t no simple answer to that!

Art is a form of expression that tells us apart.

It’s a creative piece of imagination and skill.

Most importantly, it must express ideas or feelings.

Which one may find simple yet difficult to articulate.

Yet, it will always convey purposeful meanings.

Thus, art in fact has an endless definition.


Despite the various branches of creative activity,

Art will always have an aspect of creativity.

It could be in a still form or even interactivity.

Yet, art is incredibly complex and subjective in the eyes of disparate pupils.


In the traditional era, art is quite narrow.

A classification of beauty and prosperity.

Almost as if it was a fixed target with a predetermined arrow.

No room for variety and contemporary changes.

However, when modernism arrived, art had dramatically changed.

Art forms, diversity, flexibility flew over the roof.

Where everything was newly rearranged.

Artists came in different shapes and styles.

Paintings, drawings, illustrations expanded.

Dancing, singing, performing were all considered as art.

Artists began to express themselves as the industry demanded.

Anything that conveyed an idea or feeling creativity is art!

Art forms increased.

Where film, literature, music, sculpture, and even photography are all considered art.

Traditional art gradually decreased.

Anyone who can produce a creative piece is an artist.

Through the advancement of technology,

Art can be transformed and created on a device instead of a canvas.

This alters the traditional artist’s ideology.

Art creation can be drawn, deleted, edited and filtered now. 

Has the universe transformed the definition of art? 

Or has it helped improve the true meaning of what art is?

Art is indeed the message transmitted into one’s heart.

The essence of knowledge, feelings, and emotions.

Art will forever be an abstract expression.

With a million different interpretations.

No one can alter nor gain rights to the original possession.

Unless they purchased it as an asset to keep for succession.

In 2024, art can be anything one defines it to be.

Like the famous Shakespearean quote of “to be or not to be”…

Art is inherently a pure subjective experience.

One’s eyes will see darkness yet another may sense brightness.


 

You Make My Day

 You Make My Day:

When you turn to me, you make my day.

"I love you," my voice yearns to say, always,

That's the truth, I say it from the heart,

Together true, never wishing to be apart,

(filled those gaps with mesmerizing beauty)

My heart sings, of beauty and love

Darling to me, you are like a dove (or an angel),

forever free, you fly away,

I am content; you make my day,

Your eyes, like rich earth kissed by sun's rays,

Draw me into depths uncharted, a mesmerizing gaze, they beckon to me,

Your flowing hair, reminds me of the night,

full of stars, shining in the light

your lovely smile, washes all gloom,

like a budding flower, waiting to bloom,

Your soothing voice, when it calls my name,

It makes me content; it makes my day.


Struggles and hardships, you stayed by my side,

like the bright summer sun, you showed me the light,

Always encouraging, you gave me my strength,

like the pine trees in a forest, forever unbent

You give me purpose, your laughter makes me smile,

Warmed by your loving embrace, would you hold my hand for a while?

When we grow old, will you remember my name?

smile at me like you used to do, and make my day?


young when I first saw you, I was awkward and scared;

Mustered up all my courage, to talk to her I dared.

With a warm smile you greeted me, it made be blush,

I couldn't describe that feeling I got, my face became flushed.

That warm feeling, I had for you, it will never change,

till then to the end of time, seeing you makes my day.