Whispers in the Art

Whispers in the Art,

Artist left his talent,

For the world.

It talked eventhough it's lifeless.

I was torn apart inside,

None to listen to my whisper.

I whispered to the art,

I poured out my secrets,

I locked out my regret,

Thou, Art listened to it in silence.

Without gestures, you whispered,

"Look at me closer"

I looked the image closer,

Artist was busy in his work.

He keep drawing his masterpiece,

No matter what goes around,

He never gave his ears to whomever talks against him.

He focussed on his masterpiece,

At the end of his painting,

He was appreciated.

Smile grasped me,

I too focussed on my goal.

Whispers of the art 

Is silent,

But if you lent your ears,

You will be blessed.