flowers so pretty

Dark Art

Walls and scultpures

Where was I

In thoughts
in fear
in hearts far and near
in whispers
did you hear?
I was in you
in laughter
in tears
in sighs
in sight
in line
in dot
in dreams
in shots
I was in you
in heart
in soul
we got hot
we got cold
yet death did not take control
I live again..with lots unsaid .untold

From dust to dust

 

 

 

from dust to dust we must pass this dunes of time, but as we progress from childhood to youth..we wait for puberty and the time of being young adults..freckled face and unsure eyes..that watch and wait..this time does pass like it has wings to fly..although we want to live long and healthy ..yet we fear from within to be labelled as Old..I was told..the reason Adam got into trouble was..he couldn’t hold back his wish to remain young forever..he feared not to age..but to get old and weary..it is part of our nature..like our father, Adam..to stay young and look younger..than we are 🙂

Broken yet beautiful

Life has shades..changing behind the broken glass..shattered yet it lasts..longer and remains beautiful.

Bing Wright : DS magazine

Barren life

A barren life has little or no memories

full of despair and agonies

watch those eyes..dried up like dark wells

no feeling just puffy swells..no light or fire dwells

emptiness like branches spread out to search

birds, insects, butterflies or bees

no one come to sit on me…it’s lonely

no stars in sky..no moon to delight

no breeze that touch..no fragrance that fills

my soul like fire, my heart with desire

am alone and lonely…barren life has it’s shallowness

and endless miseries..

Merry Christmas !!

I wished my husband’s friend and his family..

He replied,” This year it is not“merry” Christmas for me” I instantly got on a self alarm, as he continued to explain. The political scenario has made his work come to a standstill for the last six months. His family was suppose to reach his in-laws for celebrating Christmas  and to pay respect to his deceased father in law, but they couldn’t as there was a road blockade. His son, a young boy was crying due to disappointments. The day, which he hoped to be filled with laughter and smiles, was turning out to be lonely and depressive..he didn’t even want to say the word,”Merry”

I felt his pain, I could understand how he was traumatized, financially and socially ..small things make us happy, yet those opportunities when denied due to any reasons beyond our control..makes a parent sad..his wife was planning this outing for the last three years..and this year made her really upset..because they were sort of hostage within their house..when will we be free to move and enjoy..I want freedom and peace.

It seems we must tell our leaders to promise us peace and we can be happy with whom we want to be, where we want to go and whatever we want to do 🙂

Christmas Tree :) by DS Mag

The tree with logs ..no leaves no green yet a tree..new to see