Irrespective of how you think or dare to imagine Taj Mahal or Statue of Liberty? There are many things, that need not require, any fiddling by man kind. We've screwed up many already. Try not kill, every elegant gift of nature that are given to us. Directly or by any other means.
Following must be in a black and white and needs to be seen, as pure as it exists.
(not necessarily in the right or left order) Switch off your brain, or get ready to dance with madness of this wavering mind.
Blackboard in the class room and white chalk.
Stars and sky around the full moon night
Nails and hair.
Salt and pepper.
Family photographs.
Truth and lies.
Paper and pencil.
Darkness of the dawn, and brightness of the lonely mind.
Snow and Stones.
Smiles and Mysteries.
Present and histories of the dead.
Those burns that zeroed your imagination in the past, has refined you, as some cloud of happiness for a strangers like them and others like me..
Stars are bad influence.
It takes you away from you loved ones, but still the world can spot your shining. They'll appreciate you, for being high in a typical human perspective, they won't touch and feel your pain and distance of miles. Told, unsaid and lost in confusions of the big hard world.
Everyone knows you by one name, just called as a 'Star'. Feels as If you're losing your identity, among all the glitters, that blinds sublime beauty of it's existence.
You peel your skin and try leather for it.
Perhaps, that would ignite the real beauty in you. Hope this answers your quest, whether to see this world in a new colorful ways or let it be the 'word' to blind language, in connecting the of black and whites of our lives.
Following must be in a black and white and needs to be seen, as pure as it exists.
(not necessarily in the right or left order) Switch off your brain, or get ready to dance with madness of this wavering mind.
Blackboard in the class room and white chalk.
Stars and sky around the full moon night
Nails and hair.
Salt and pepper.
Family photographs.
Truth and lies.
Paper and pencil.
Darkness of the dawn, and brightness of the lonely mind.
Snow and Stones.
Smiles and Mysteries.
Present and histories of the dead.
Those burns that zeroed your imagination in the past, has refined you, as some cloud of happiness for a strangers like them and others like me..
Stars are bad influence.
It takes you away from you loved ones, but still the world can spot your shining. They'll appreciate you, for being high in a typical human perspective, they won't touch and feel your pain and distance of miles. Told, unsaid and lost in confusions of the big hard world.
Everyone knows you by one name, just called as a 'Star'. Feels as If you're losing your identity, among all the glitters, that blinds sublime beauty of it's existence.
You peel your skin and try leather for it.
Perhaps, that would ignite the real beauty in you. Hope this answers your quest, whether to see this world in a new colorful ways or let it be the 'word' to blind language, in connecting the of black and whites of our lives.
2 comments:
It is so good that I didnt understand anything. This itself shows how deep your thoughts are. Loved reading it though. :) Sweet!
beautiful post.. Sincere wishes for you to win this contest.. and will my life be colourful
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