"Amidst the hush of quiet artistry's glow, In still life's tableau, secrets gently show. A bowl of fruit, a vase of blooms so fair, On canvas, they reside, suspended in the air. Inanimate, yet alive in colors they reside, A world of silence, where beauty does confide. In still life's grasp, time's fleeting hold is caught, Each brushstroke whispers stories, as they ought. ©Poonam Suyal "