The dawn was breaking You looked at me I looked at you The place was a haunting one The light was shining And You and I collide Yet we never kissed … You never touched my face … What could I say? What could I do? There I stood, unknowing What’s happening In a world full of billions There were you Mixed with all of the chaos Inside and Out At that very moment I somehow felt You and I collide For a reason … When The dawn was breaking You looked at me I looked at you
If only you would realize some day, how much have you hurt me, If only your heart ever, craves for me or my presence… If only you feel that love again someday for me, If only you are affected someday by my absence… Only you can end all my suffering and this unbearable pain, If only you would know what you could never procure… If only you go through the memories of past once again, Since the day you left my heart has bled, no one has its cure… If only you would bring that love, those showers and that rain… If only you would come back and see what damage you create, I’ve been waiting for your return since forever more… If only you would see the woman that you have made, You said we cannot sail through, how were you so sure? If only you can feel the old things that can never fade, You may have moved on, but a piece of my heart is still with you… I know how I’ve come so far alone; I know how I’m able to wade, People say that I’m insane and you won’t ever come back again… Maybe you would have never made your separate way, Maybe you would have stayed with me and proved everyone wrong… If only you would know the pain of dying every day, If only you would feel the burden of smiling and being strong…
Once upon a time, there was a couple. They lived together for 55 years. They haven’t yet had their dinner date outside home. This is the first time they are going outside to have their dinner date.….
Story to Be continued from me …. 😊
Meanwhile you may share your thought of the story of this lovely couple’s very special dinner date.
When I say I love you more, I don’t mean I love you more than you love me. I mean I love you more than the bad days ahead of us, I love you more than any fight we will ever have. I love you more than the distance between us, I love you more than any obstacle that could try and come between us. I love you the most.
I wish I knew, from the start, that self-esteem is a home grown virtue. And that you should never plant those precious seeds, in someone else’s garden.
I wish I knew, at every step, that all those seeds really require, in order to bloom, is approval, from yourself.
Yes I wish I knew, way back then, that self-approval is their sunlight, peace is their soil and love is their rain. And all the other things can come and go like the seasons and the wind.
I wish I knew, all along, that those seeds can grow so tall, so strong and so fierce, like the most beautiful sunflowers, if the conditions are right. Or they can wither away to weed and husk, if neglected.
I wish I knew, that no matter how much of the world I scoured, I would not find a better garden, than the one I could grow myself, if only I knew how.
And I wish for you, to know, this too, so you, can grow, and water, you.
Hello Everyone, I’m so delighted to let all of you know that I’ll be organising an in house exhibition, titled ‘Meet & Greet’ for the theme of ‘Love & Light’.
I’m already thankful and grateful for each of the gift of purchase from JBC’s ‘Love & Light’ project (Greeting Cards & Little Easel Paintings). The gifts are going to be DOUBLED as a ‘Giveaway’ from Jian Bird Creates to any non-profit organization working for the climate change movement, empowerment and education for women and children, or sustainability locally and globally.
So, ‘Meet & Greet’ and be a part of JBC’s ‘Love & Light’ project and help make an impact in the community and beyond.
Registration is must: Fill up the form to join the event:
In the long echoing life Two young mind Found an element so fine Like red wine And sharpened their last breath Through the long echoing death ….
The pair loved many years Endured life what God gave them Asked for them no second best And celebrated life with no other but the rest In the long long echoing life Through the long echoing death …
Both loved the strange thoughts Not so sober for the sober though; Yet knew how to laugh, weep and go And all the living mock Drank the sweet extremity of their passion rough In the long echoing life Through the long long echoing death …
The woman talked to make up solitudes Sounded almost like a pretty autumn time Blossoming and falling into a bursting rhyme The man knew this beautiful woman-soul And was pleased to see her gorgeous look And dared enough to make her whole In their long echoing life Through their long echoing death …
Traveled many moons The two mesmerising soul Through the days of their young and old Almost shared all the neighbouring mind Emptied the cage and let the cage bird fly being so kind ‘Fifty years’, the woman counted ‘Fifty sweet years’, the man whispered Their love broods Still in the long echoing life Still through the long echoing death.
This too shall pass Feeling a bit awkward …. I don’t expect you to understand But I don’t want you To forget me either; However ignorance is a bliss … As you don’t understand What my awkwardness feelings are like … This too shall pass This awkward feelings For you ….
I catch life and kiss it With all the scars and mess around me; I fill up my moments in love and care only …
My spirit is shining in holy circles, My pulses are skipping a beat or two I look promising though In a house full of singing In my heart with no bitterness…
Dear you, Thank you For your delightful gifts. So thoughtful of you.
Every morning When I wake up, There’s a letter Lying on my side pillow And a present beside it… So thoughtful of you, You know this.
I create a living kingdom In the clouds In the milky waves of our sky… I’m deeply touched To hear from you The joy you give throughout the day, everyday. It’s always So thoughtful of you.
Hearing from you Is like drinking fine wine… You make me shine bright With your words and praises. Your look brings rays And you muse within your untold stories And with me also.
Dear You, Thank you My heartfelt gratitude To you for all these and more.
Hi! How are you feeling today? I hope you are feeling rested in your God’s graceful wills, whatever it is ….
Whatever situation (good or bad) has happened to you for which you have no clue about how it happened in the first place and then believe,
There lies God’s infinite hidden blessings. Trust.
Because God wanted you to walk through it. HE Himself has chosen you.
Remember your heart is taken care of The Almighty Himself.
If some doors are closed, then know that the door closing is not about your heart at all. It’s not to hurt you. It’s not to destroy you. It’s not to leave you stranded.
It is to protect your soul.
So no matter how bad or depressed or upset you are now, Always trust the process of your journey … and have complete faith in God’s Wills.
“We don’t know much about the soul. We can look at our bodies, feel with our hearts, comprehend with our minds. We can decipher how each is feeling, we can see their inclinations, weaknesses, movements.
But the soul is something else. We have not been given much knowledge about it. It is deeply connected to a world beyond this one.
And so only our Lord knows how best to protect it from straying.
Accept God’s protection when it comes. Accept that the closed door was Him telling you: your soul needs to go another way.
I get it. You’re exhausted from knocking on every door you come across, and never being let in.
But there is another door. Keep walking. Your soul is seeking it out.
You will be let in. You will be welcomed. You will be held.
And I promise you, you will finally rest.” – Ruquiya’s Bookshelf
I hope you are rested in your God’s graceful wills. Ameen
Creating art brings in me a state of calmness that I never experience in anything else
Dear Minimalist is one of my favourite painting to express more while using few colors.
Painting, art, writing, contemplating- all seem same to me – taking a moment to mindfully reflect, dream, focus, turn towards inside, or just to slow down ——
Every shade of yellow is inspirational in its own way….
And it’s more inspirational for me when these warm yellow shades of artwork of mine brighten someone’s time and space with a lot warmer aesthetic of joy, happiness, and energy.
I really just want to be warm yellow light that pours over everyone I love.” – Conor Oberst
Wishing you happy stay forever there ♥️
At one of my favourite couple’s homeSWEEThome ….
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OMG Why do I love my artworks so so much. ☺️
And what about you?
Do you like my artworks too?
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Dear All, I hope you are fine. I wish lots of positive energy, love and light in your life.
Let me start with a wonderful statement. “Grit is not just simple elbow-grease term for rugged persistence. It is an often invisible display of endurance that lets you stay in an uncomfortable place, work hard to improve upon a given interest, and do it again and again.” — Sarah Lewis
So tell me what you think about it.
This simple ‘Dreamy Abode’ greeting cards printed on ambush paper, a set of ten pieces are ready to dispatch to the kind buyer of my ‘Love & Light’ project, that means the total amount will be used to buy some child-friendly crayons and pastel colors and drawing copies and those will be donated as charity to well-deserved organisations who work unconditionally for the less fortunate one.
This time the ‘Love & Light’ things are going to Golden Kids Welfare Foundation (GKWF), Mirpur, Dhaka, Bangladesh. It’s an independent and non- profit organization committed to being a center of excellence in the treatment and education of children with autism.
You can be an honourable contributor as well.
Buy 10 pieces of this card for the price of only BDT 2000/- or $16, then you can be a part of this humanitarian project called ‘Love & Light’.
It’s leaving my home for a sweetheart friend’s home ….
Nadia asked me why it’s titled as ‘The Murmuring Sound’ …..
I m consciously aware of the flourishing things at this moment of my life rather than many other distractions of day to day life…. The murmuring sound from a faraway land keeps whispering to me that there are some blessings getting my way now …
O God, when I listen to the voices of animals, the sounds of trees, the murmurings of water, the singing of birds, the whistling of the wind, or the boom of thunder, I see in them evidence of Your unity; I feel that You are supreme power, omniscience, supreme knowledge, and supreme justice. I recognize You, O God, in the trials I am going through. May Your pleasure be my pleasure, too. May I be Your joy, the joy that a Father feels for a son. And may I think of You calmly and with determination, even when I find it hard to say I love You.
I play every role in my Jian Bird Creates paintings and projects, and that’s what makes it so important for me. I literally put my heart and soul in it.
It’s not just hey I make it.
I work hours and days on a project/ artworks to ensure it’s perfect. I also go for other gallery visits for art experience, to get review from other art-critics… I make my hands and cloths messy with Colors (love it though)
So It’s not just hey I make it. It’s also about me painting it, making it, cleaning it, planning it, organizing it, packing it, edit it, reaching out, networking it ….
Handling almost everything myself in my small art and painting journey is not easy.
Overall with my painting you Observe a whole wide beautiful experience …
Blossom I shall smile while Fluttering around an autumn tree ..
Sometimes I seek so far Watching the river flow and a Rendezvous in you …
For a moment The beautiful changes Touch me to free my soul …
I sit down Deep into the woods Under the autumn trees …
I don’t know how to tell it more But as you blossom I shall smile Till then an ache in secret Remembering beautiful memories In cherry blossoming … My darling!
Darlin’, don’t quit your daydream It’s your life that you’re making It ain’t big enough if it doesn’t scare the hell out of you If it makes you nervous It’s probably worth it Why save it for sleep when you could be living your daydream?”
Daydream Song by Lily Meola
I did this painting late at night around 2 am in the morning and this song is so true … When certain words move people, they show how much power they have to make changes …
Be afraid, but do it anyway …..
I have given this painting this title, CHAOS. As a child I was forever daydreaming. As I grow older, I find chaos in fulfilling my daydreaming. Some days I win, and some days, I fail. However, I never lose hope and continue to daydreams. I don’t know whether it’s good or bad, but it does make me feel good and helps me mentally settled with all my daydreams and I keep moving as time and space drive me to eternity. I m sure to leave behind a legacy of grit and perseverance.
“My wish for you is that you continue. Continue to be who and how you are, to astonish a mean world with your acts of kindness. Continue to allow humor to lighten the burden of your tender heart.”
– Maya Angelou
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Have you ever felt chaos in chasing your daydreams? I think that’s what it is always for most people …. What do you think?
This hug is so powerful that it’s given so tightly, yet so tenderly with all the care and affection that one feels for another, that it itself makes a whole lot difference without saying much words and you both deserve this Jaduu Ki Jhappi always.
Never miss to give it when your beloved needs it; Never hesitate to ask for it when you need it from her, your lover, your best friend …
Your Jaduu Ki Jhappi means the world to her, remember that.
Love your beloved like you never take her for granted, scold her if she is not taking care of her, pamper her like a little girl, protect her as you are her only bodyguard, hold her like you will never let her go❤️ –
“Jaduu Ki Jhappi” says all of these and more to the lovers …
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So tell me Have you given Jaduu Ki Jhappi to your beloved today?
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?