Tuesday, November 10, 2009



Contours change.

Colours change.

Facets change.

What remains is the black shadow.

Black as ever.

Sharp as ever.

Haunting.

Powerful.

Defining.

Me.

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

i like that drawing. whose is it? poem's nice too.

Meewa said...

i drew it.

Nakul said...

Love it! :D

YK said...

nice poem...just loved it. And drawing is very meaningful...

I want to see all of your paintings...

Meewa said...

Not many to show, though.