The immortal creativity.

The immortal creativity.

I saw him to draw
on a sketch paper.
At first he drew a line
which was very accurate and fine.

Then he drew few more.
I stood there silently
and guessed what could be the next !
Would he be at his best?

At first I was really confused.
So I couldn't move my eyes
and waited eagerly to observe,
the next fine curve.

Her hair was sketched
with some dexterous touch.
It was like deep black pool,
providing a touch of calm and cool.

Then two beautiful eyes
opened like flower petels gradually.
Those were so dark and deep
as if behind the cloud the moon went to sleep.

The acquline nose were promted,
with the touch of few lines.
I was tranfixed and confounded
how a beautiful picture was emanciated!

At last I found a face
like a moon peeping through clouds
and two small parted lips
were like two precious Rubies .

These were the hands of a man
but when such quality was attributed,
that turned into immortality
and will alive in his creativity.