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Come and let me embrace you
With the colorful memories,
Rooted in our hearts
That we owe to ourselves ….
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Beauty is not in the face; beauty is a light in the heart.
– Kahlil Gibran
What do you think?
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A cup of coffee with a friend,
Is like happiness tasted and time well-spent.
And then a toast to us,
May we find many reasons to smile together.
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How do you experience ‘Happiness Tasted’?
That may very well be a good thing, but I am curious, you know.
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Each flower reflects God’s perfect glory,
Quietly drifting along the wondrous things around;
Though unfinished it seems,
There is magic
In its vibrant colours!
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How vibrant are you in reflecting your magic around?
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Dear Art,
How are you?
I have something to tell you.
I have visited places to see you, feel you, articulate you in my own way. The more I see you, the more I fall in love with you. Some make it complicated and some make you so simple. You are instilled with so many stories of different people. And different people see you with their different perspectives, with their own stories. It fascinates me. It doesn’t matter to you if you are old or young. You know only to encompass yourself to infinity. You do not hide. You are open for all. Some feel you like home. Some treat you like strangers.
Dear Art,
You are not stranger to me. You are like home to me. I do not like to describe you much. You come to me as a beautiful surprise each day. You bring rainbow colours to explore my universe. I rest in you silently nurturing a world full of wonders. I feel pure.
Dear Art,
Do you know you make me shimmery, trembling, softly, from within?
Love,
Me
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Do you have any letter for art and me?
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I struggle to convey in words
What I want to say to you ..
I talk to you every day
You may not hear me
Word by word;
But you already know it all, I know …
You remain so quiet …
Day by day you are becoming quieter
(Oh! How I hate it!)
It seems that you want me to
Remain quiet too …
Cause all these chattering
May make it messier between us
And I can see that too …
Sometimes I think
I will stay quiet …
May be, only then
I’ll be free from
My struggle to say it all
To you.
Have you ever experienced such inexpressible moments to express yourself in your life?
They say
If you want to look for flaws, you’ll find them;
If you want to look for beauty and happiness, you’ll find them too …
What do you want to find?
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Fallen;
I wont be lost
Stolen;
I wont be lost
Hurt;
I wont be lost
Not strong;
I wont be lost
Scared ;
I wont be lost
Fought;
I wont be lost
Silent;
I wont be lost
Loved
I wont be lost.
Find me
Before the mountains crumble.
Find me
Before I m lost.
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How often do you feel lost, lost in translation of your feelings and emotions?
This street photography was taken by me, Downtown Brooklyn, April, 2022. Apart from the whole girly face image, I loved the collage of a bird at the bottom left. Do you love taking photographs while just walking the roads? Do you observe things and people around while on the street? Do you contemplate in midst of crowd? Can you find quiet time with yourself even when you are with people around? Just asking! I’m curious to know you 😊
Let’s sit here
With a cup of coffee …
And see the beautiful nature
With the blossoming cherry 😊
We all express in a different language
But eyes never lie …
If you love someone
Look deep into their eyes ….
Let their eyes sparkling, and smiling
At the very presence of your being …
Otherwise
Set them free
Their eyes may speak, sparkle and sing ……
At the very presence of another being!
We all express in a different language
But our hearts beat in the same tune
At the sight of our loved ones …
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Don’t you think so too? Our hearts join in our hearts Only when the same tune comes from our hearts. Boom boom. My heart is beating so fast💓 And yours?
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The above image was a capture by me. I love black and white photography
She knows that he doesn’t know
How it’s hurting in her heart
He knows that she doesn’t know
How it’s hurting in his heart
She knows that he doesn’t know
How she is waiting for him
He knows that she doesn’t know
How he is waiting for her
What she knows he doesn’t know
What he knows she doesn’t know
They only know what they think they know about the other …
Does she know about herself enough?
Does he know about himself enough?
She is not what he thinks he knows about her
He is not what she thinks she knows about him
Who is she to him then?
Who is he to her then?
Strangers!
For now …
In time to come,
They’ll find themselves
Somehow …
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The photograph is taken by me 😊
Isn’t it a beautiful photograph? I love black and white photography. And you?
“Behind the hum and routine of daily living, there lay a persistent and wild longing for something she could not easily put into words. It felt like impulsive adventures and watching the sun rise over unfamiliar mountains ….
The truly heartbreaking part was that she could feel the remaining days of her life falling away, like leaves from an autumn tree, but still this mysterious person who held the key to unlock her secrets did not arrive; they were missing, and she knew not where to find them.”
-John Mark Green
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I treasure my painting moments ….
What are your treasured moments?
Roksana Tales 