This poem reflects my journey as an artist, facing a blank canvas with both fear and courage. It explores vulnerability, resilience, and the strong desire to create.

Each line acknowledges the struggles, self-doubt, and passion that make art essential. This is my commitment to showing up genuinely through my art.

My Artful Stand

When I stand before a blank canvas,
I feel a breath between fear and flame,
Where colors tremble, honest and raw,
And thought steps forward, ready to show.

This is my artful stand—no borrowed voice,
No timid stroke hiding behind doubt,
Each line a choice, each hue a truth,
Each mark a cry I once locked out.

I paint not for praise, nor to be perfect,
But to stay alive, to deeply feel,
To turn my scars into gentle light,
And make the invisible real.

There were days I nearly stepped away,
Afraid my hands would fail my heart,
But the ache of not creating hurt far more
Than the fear of where to start.

So I rise with brush, the canvas revealed,
Defying the urge to disappear,
Each painting whispering, I am here,
Still dreaming, still sincere.

For my art is not just color and line,
It is breath, it is faith, it is who I am—
And in every stroke, I take my stand,
An artist, alive, with a soul in flame.. 🎨✨

(Vijay Verma)
www.retiredkalam.com

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