This poem reflects resilience, creativity, and self-belief—showing an artist’s journey through struggle, persistence, and the quiet triumph of staying true to oneself.
Canvas of My Soul
In quiet dawn where dreams are born,
I stand with hope, a little torn.
With brush in hand and heart laid bare,
I paint my truth, my doubt, my prayer.
The nights are long, the storms are loud,
Yet art still lifts me from the crowd.
Each empty page begins to call,
I rise again each time I fall.
Through countless tries and endless days,
I found my strength in scars and grays.
Now dreams stand tall, strong and whole—
Celebrate a year of art, a soulful goal.
(Vijay Verma)
www.retiredkalam.com
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very nice .
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Thank you so much.
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Verma ji, your poem ‘Canvas of My Soul’ is truly beautiful and deeply moving. It captures the journey of an artist with such grace and honesty — the quiet hope, the resilience through storms, and the proud triumph of staying true to one’s soul.
You’ve painted not just with words, but with emotion and truth. It feels like a celebration of the spirit. Thank you for sharing this heartfelt piece with us. 🙏🎨
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Thank you so much for your kind and generous words. They truly mean a great deal to me.
I’m deeply touched that Canvas of My Soul resonated with you in this way. Writing it was an act of quiet reflection—of acknowledging the storms, the waiting, and the small yet powerful hope that keeps us moving forward. To know that these emotions reached you and felt authentic is the greatest reward a writer can receive.
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