RAP
Verse 1 :
Colors burst, a firework’s display,
Each hue a story, a price to pay.
Closed eyes, the soul unveils,
Each shade an emotion, never fails.
Lips speak of hidden secrets kept,
Buried dreams, nights that wept.
The artist captures raw beauty’s form,
A living masterpiece, a norm.
Chorus :
It’s the art that speaks, hear the sound,
Each color a note, each hue profound.
Raw beauty, no filter, no disguise,
In every shade, every stroke that lies.
Verse 2 :
The artist paints the soul in every line,
A vibrant mix, a ballet fine.
Vivid colors, shadows, and light,
A living canvas, a unique sight.
Every brushstroke tells a story untold,
A pure emotion, hard to behold.
It’s the magic of art, in each detail,
A vibrant world, a light that prevails.