On a canvas
Paints a picture
With closed eyes
In flashed images
What he sees.
Regardless
Of Culture
And location
He perceives
Pent up Feelings
In the same way
Almost similar
In meaning
By doodling
In the form
Of a picture
And unveils
A world of
Wonder
By painting
With closed eyes
In flashed images
What he sees.
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