Dots on my canvas

In a vast black, stood out those white dots

A hand came out of nowhere and joined two

Then, another and yet another

Before I knew, I was looking at something

Something odd, could be anything at all

A tree, a flower, a beast, an angel, a cup

I know not for I see it from here, far off

Who knows what it really was

Hands kept coming and joining the dots

Until the dots became me, looked like me

Day after day and day after day………


– Pritesh



  1. Ananth said,

    May 14, 2009 at 3:26 pm

    I didn’t understand at all!

  2. laasya said,

    May 14, 2009 at 5:40 pm

    abstract word art? πŸ™‚ I like it tho, I know the pleasure in dashing off something like this !!

  3. Neha said,

    May 14, 2009 at 8:12 pm

    I didnt understand either 😦

  4. SHAMIT said,

    May 14, 2009 at 10:51 pm

    Amazing!! Quite similar to a piece i had written sometime back…. πŸ™‚

  5. Sathya said,

    May 15, 2009 at 12:25 am

    and when the dots don’t become you, they disintegrate just as quick – don’t ever lose sight of those hands

  6. yoddha24 said,

    May 15, 2009 at 5:32 pm

    cool one…very interesting idea…dots of past making your sketch as we look today

  7. karthik said,

    May 16, 2009 at 10:39 am

    Didn’t underrstand !!

  8. Pritesh said,

    May 27, 2009 at 7:58 pm

    @ Ananth: Hmm……..
    @ Laasya: It was actually not random at all………
    @ Neha: Hmm………
    @ Shamit: Thanks……
    @ Sathya: That was a beautiful addition (for a change) πŸ˜€
    @ Sandeep: You seem to be the only one who got the idea completely πŸ™‚
    @ Karthik: Hmm……

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