Forgetting someone is like
breaking your favourite toy
and trying to craft
the new one.-
i can craft you
into a poetry
soaked in love and only love
where my heart
constantly bleeds your name
to spill on the plain sheet.
i feel drunk
in the state of
perpetual sanity of your thoughts
which keep on expanding
every moment.
drenched in mellifluousness
of your fragrances
there lies a subtle strangeness
that should i crave for you or forget you,
in the name of a thousand turmoils
which i forgot by just one loved night.
-
While each adored the craft,
I admired the craftsman.
While each noticed the bewitching beauty
I glimpsed the stellate scars.
While each strived to take the art
I cherished to hold the artist.-
You tube: Chase your Passion 08
Make your own task manager
Make your own to do list
Very easy and simple
Video is available in my
U tube channel π-
When Papers become Alive
I was quilling paper strips to make flowers; flowers to fill my vase. The flowers weren't alive, but my dedication was. Each paper strip swirled steadily to make a hollow circle, filled with paper twisted to honeycomb patterns. I trimmed green paper to resemble ferns. Step by step, some petals, then a stem, then a leaf and my flower was ready. It was living and breathing already.
A zephyr of satisfaction blew, with my hands sticky in glue. I adored flowers, for a few hours. They were alive, yearning to give me a high five. But, they didn't know they were my last craft, my pretty paper flowers, they weren't going to bloom on my grave, soon to be made, they'll now live without any aid. The flowers resembling a child with a terminal illness, me asking them to be alive like my parents. Was I the flower, and me my parents?-
God, manifest your creative side,
Try your best to 'Craft me bright'.-