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The light enters and I remember who I am; he is there. He begins by telling me his name ( it should now be clear) is mine. On the last flight of stairs I feel him at my side, He is in my foot steps ,in my voice.Down to the last detail,I abhor him.I am in a circular cell and the infinite wall is closing in.
About Me
- Amiya chatterjee
- Well I have been searching. Searching for my inner self.Through poetry painting , music , in all the activities and inactivities .
this is indeed an art! all those colors, the blend, the contrasts, and then there's that one tiny detail - the eyes...sadness' bouyancy in an ocean of colors...love it!
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ReplyDeleteDada...this painting is awesome!Loved it!!!!!!
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