Oil Pastels

If Everything Around Seems Dark, Look Again, You May Be The Light ~ Rumi 💙


Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Is Blood Thicker Than Water?

Hellooooo, people. Y’all have heard the saying, blood is thicker than water. Usually said by people when they wanna say that family ties are the strongest. But, this is something which people shortened up and when you take a few pieces away from something, it doesn’t remain the same, right? The original saying is: Blood of the covenant is thicker than water of the womb.  Meaning, the family you choose  is stronger than the one you’re born to. A question arose in my mind today. Has been there for a long time. But, I think I can put it out in the world, ‘cause the fear of “If I say it out loud, it’ll become real” is gone. Everything in my head which has been there for a very long time isn’t going to become any less real with time. Might as well put it out for all of you to have a look and inspect with naked eyes or the best microscope. Either you might relate or you’d get a new perspective. The question is: If you could choose which version of that saying should be true for you,...
Read more

What Am I Made Up Of?

Hello, people. You're probably reading this either you like reading or you know me, but then it's just a probability. Maybe, you're here 'cause you think it's both? But, how can it be both, when the occurrence of the second option is impossible for you? Okay, back to talking to ALL of you, whether you think you know me or not. The vessel inside my chest, which is supposed to just pump blood, mostly called heart, is full; full of thoughts, full of feelings, be it mine or yours, 'cause, unfortunately, I'm an empath. Some warm feelings are just below the upper curves of my heart and some icy desires just above the tip of its bottom. And these are the only ingredients which are sorted. The way these two upper curves meet after making the smooth curves at a tip in the bottom, it's beautiful but everything which is beautiful, is painful too. This smooth simple closed curve, which doesn't cover more than the size of my fist, contains miles of land it feels ...
Read more

Guests You Don't Wanna Let Go

Hellooooo, people. This is a rare piece. It’s an early morning write-up. Whatever you have ever read, almost everything was an evening or night write-up or just woke up from a nightmare kind of write-ups or poems. Once the day passes and the time to go to bed gets closer, the emotions get stacked up high. not sure if that’s just me though The way everything replays in your head – everything that has happened in the day – until you are lying down on the bed. For someone like me, who feels so much, I’m more expressive during my night conversations. And oh gawd! Don’t get me started on when the layer of filters between my mind and tongue starts fading away as I get sleepy. those who have had sleepy conversations would know, rest of you can just imagine this to be a more honest version of a person but more adorable than they usually are Still can’t believe that it’s a morning write-up. And if I’m not gonna write about the emotions I have collected in the whole day, then what am I going to ...
Read more