Desire to Discover

we become artists

remembering we forget

artistic life bits

drills desire to discover

lively elements of art

Eclectic Artists

We started mingling, 
Those divergent sentiments. 

Despair with rays of hope; 
Sorrow with rejoicing tears; 

Desk-top Dustbin #Origami

“A cabinet for the unwanted, but still I’m the most wanted!

I hold immense respect towards people filling me as well those emptying me. But the ones who ignore me just deserve a casual introduction. You see, we’re of the same type.

I carry all your sins. So, show some respect to get it back.”

– My little desk-top dustbin

Cheers!

Repeat Mode 💫

A/N: Kindly read the verse in landscape mode if the lines don’t fit entirely on your screen.

When I repeat a mistake, it's choice.
When I repeat a stare, it's anger.

When I repeat a music track, it's pleasure.
When I repeat a lap, it's practice.

When I repeat a call, it's emergency. 
When I repeat a lie, it's surprise.

Abstract Art

A/N: Kindly read the verse in landscape mode if the lines don’t fit entirely on your screen.

Just dried mixing pallete…
A single brush for all strokes…
Messed page in her colouring notebook.

Tears of water flowed
drenching pages in an effort
to make a kaleidoscope of colours.

Paint The World

With a touch,
she transformed a new world.

With a stroke,
her colours filled the world.

Abandoning the wet backdrop,
she enthralled a magical world.

Camera #Origami

“You run the slideshow of your favourite photographs on the computer.

You forget the world on seeing you together with that special one, just like the time it was taken when you had lost yourself in her eyes.

I shut my eyes to pause the world, and when I open them back, the lost moments come alive.

Paint Womanhood – Senryu

Woman to Artist:

paint me either way
gray shades or vibrant colours
I dare not question

Artist to Woman:

days so glittering
womanhood celebrated
nights luminescent

elegance remains
with plain shades or complex strokes
born free to live free

you are gold that glitters
your lit face or diamond heart
I dare not question

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This is in response to the ‘What Do You See Prompt’ by Sadje (any original writing inspired by the given picture – set as featured image). 

Unity

In your colours, we see love!
In your beauty, we make poems!

In your elegance, we paint art!
In your fragrance, we offer prayers!

Mute Man – TLT #8

He’s a great observationalist who tells stories during his voyages – painted tales of nature that are untouched by time and the truths that go unnoticed in commoners life – all through his music.

When he rests his chin on the fiddle and starts moving the bow over the strings of his violin, the music emerging from the instrument as a result of friction is one of those things that we can’t see but still feel the heavenly touch.

Even after listening to

Copter #Origami

“I fly high and high, setting my own boundaries, always ready to help people in need and danger.

Indeed, there are many other peers far better than me in performance. But, I never demean my self-worth, even when I get tired of tedious journeys.

Smart Art – TLT #7

Don’t get me wrong for standing without the basic protective gear, masks and gloves, because it’s 2050 and not 2020.

My friend is a designer with the hobby wall-painting and I’m a technologist waiting for him to come down so that we can together go to the playground.

The heart monitoring t-shirt I’m wearing

Leave – Six Word Stories #10

This is in response to ‘The Saturday Six Word Story Prompt’ by Shweta of ‘My Random Ramblings’. The prompt for this week is ‘Leave’. I was left alone with boredom and so there are quite many six-word stories on ‘Leave’.

Leaves are equally anticipated and hated!

Eyes rewind memories when leaving school.

Farewell – none wanted to leave home!

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Leave your burdens to fly high.

Don’t leave heavy words remain unsaid!

Tribute To Tribulations – TLT #1

As a part of ‘World Environment Day’ celebrations at school, it was a challenge to brainstorm any idea to paint without using paints.

Kavin, on his way to school, witnessed a bunch of daily labourers toiling in the Sun since dawn.

Anj0_0’s Paintings #1

Oil painting is a new hobby I have picked up. I just wanted to post some of my works here to share with people. They may be imperfect but I am satisfied with what I have created. I will post some more later.

Blood

Bristles started bleeding red.
Plate got stained.
It was her blood indeed.

Within the tiny heart,
she cut through
to carve her life,
to etch her love!

Eternal

She gave life to many,
Shelter to multitude.

Storm destroyed her still.
Still she came back,
sculptured as a Swan.

Swollen root, tree dust and
some amount of glue
shaped her.