Potray of a Lady
Going down the gallery, eyes stoped at a potray of lady, which was lying aside....framed in the bars of Canvas, it was painted with blood and was forcefully designed....
Her face partly covered with burkha, other half was bordered with wrinkles, sketched to reflect tense times... it was unsual to find such a pretty young face covered with so many dark lines...
Her eyes were drawn brown and deep, is seeking answers from the silence of thoughtful minds....The glow of her face, is robbed by hunger, and it is starving for love and peace for quite sometime...
She looked quite, as her lips were sealed with tears...but there was something frightening about it, which suggested that this silence will not be for long...
Looking at her was it was not difficult to recognise, as something like this has been done back in time...what Da Vince did with Monalisa, some artist has tried that with PALESTINE........,.........,................,............
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