Belgian Royal Museum
Arts have it owns magic and illusion, It mesmerizes the soul and the vision, It holds you with it and stops your mind, As you go deep to understand how the artist thought and kept his mind, The imaginations, the creations and the glory on the canvas, Right from the tussle of 15th century to today’s mess, From the issues of back then society to the people’s wise, All are portrayed in this paradise, Paintings speaking about the sufferings, The colors in it bringing out the shimmering, The magnum opus, the atelier, or the Midas touch, All through brush from the corners of Belgium and Dutch!
Rucksack
Some travel at this age creates lots of memories, Some iconic places have bundle of sceneries, Some experiences currently are for the lifetime, Some moments are exciting like when you wait for a chime, Sometimes you explore the place, Sometimes you explore yourself at the place, Some travel creates endless stories, Which are required to be penned in diaries, Just like experience of beautiful crowd on the sassy streets, Or witness the EU parliament like sheer streaks, Right through the canals of Amsterdam, Riding along the sassy streets on tram, Around the Grote Market of the European capital, Just beautiful like illusion or rare whimsical, The impulse of the view from the Mont des art, To the fusion of modernity and sagacity at every part!