Rebels From The Town Of Creativity

By Vittala Chaithanya N M

We are artists, we are dreamers,

Seeing the world through our own eyes,

Painting it with colours unspoken,

Refusing the chains of normality.

We find rhythm in creative tunes,

Mending reality, breaking rules,

Dancing to a beat of our own making,

Crafting art from the fabric of our soul.

Threads of emotion, woven in pain,

Form the velvet of our creation.

We see life in the stillness,

Emotions mirrored in the world’s gaze.

We care not for judgment,

For we carve our own path,

Through the maze of artistry,

Moving like music—

High, low, but always moving.

With lenses or eyes, we capture truth,

Pouring it onto paper,

A simple page becomes part of us—

Filling it with life, lighting more.

We make you laugh, we make you cry,

We make you think, we make you feel.

We make you see the truth,

And erase the false in what’s real.

By Vittala Chaithanya N M