In canvases wide, stories unfold,
Colors clash, bold and untold.
A stroke of red, a whisper of blue,
In chaos and calm, the vision grew.
Sculpted dreams in abstract form,
Whisper secrets in the storm.
Lines that twist, shadows that play,
In silence, they have much to say.
The dance of colors, a symphony bright,
Each piece a journey, day and night.
Through shattered glass, the world is seen,
In hues of gold and emerald green.
Contemporary arts, a mirror of time,
Capturing essence in rhythm and rhyme.
Where the heart meets the infinite sky,
In every piece, the soul learns to fly.