Category: Picture

Portrait called life

Pasted on a wall…that is blank..is that a life..always on hang ;)can I loose myself and break free and be myself..the real me..
I think..I should try at least 🙂 To put colors in life as I please.
Change the postures as many as can be..and relax with sizes and prizes that please.
Life is painted and erased with ease , come close and view portrait of life with me..can you see that smile not reaching eyes ..or that tears just blinked off to release…a shooting pain or surging fright..are you in dark ..are you in light.. sketch would be better than paint. waves on face are deeper than lines that erase..how will you dry me..in gloomy rains..tell me once again..

Valentine Gift

 

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On this Valentine I gift it to you

my soul , my love ..everything for you

take me now..hold me with care

my love is for you..if you can dare

sparkling eyes ..smiling lips

just love ..no lust

Just love a must 🙂

Can you trust..?

feel the thrust

No..not now

nothing above 😉

wait for me

or make me wait

Love is not a tempting bait

Rains in winter

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Winter Rains brings smiles to lips

Walk slowly..do not slip

stretch your arms and feel it drip

open your lips 🙂 drink a bit

the fresh droplets will  fill your heart

with hope and love..yes.that’s a start

close your eyes as you feel it seep

whispering softly..love is deep

Walk alone

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Walk alone..if you know the path

Walk alone in dead of night

Now it is dark ..soon  there will be light

for you and others ..who have their own path

wait for none..no one can be..you..

nor you can be  me

Flowers says it all

EchinaceaCheyenneSpirit.jpg.rendition.largest From closed up buds to blooming garden filled with fragrance that brings hope..flowers says it all..look good ..be alive even for a day or two but put the best of show ..you got one heart..one life..but so many dreams like flowers in garden of life. Spring may have ended, Autumn is coming..with golden leaves ..yet  flowers adorn life with rich variety.

From dust to dust

 

 

 

Carl warner

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 🙂