diamond is forever
.
that
you’re a diamond
is true; cause
you sparkle
so
i sparkle;
just as a dew on
a petal; you shine
then i shine
through
you.
you twinkle
there on i twinkle
like a beautiful star
cause a diamond
is forever,
its true.
cause you’re
my diamond
and i love you and
its forever
too.
.
.
trouvaille /truːˈvʌɪ/ French tru vi /
(n.) something or someone lovely discovered by a chance. a lucky find.
Dear Art lovers,
Please visit my precious art gallery sometimes
And get an overwhelming experience …
Stare at my artworks for sometime …
Sometimes, stare at my precious artwork for some more time, say, five minutes more or ten minutes longer …
Stare at it, as if you do not have any hurry or hustle …
During that period of time
You may feel that time is moving slow around you and you’re still in front of an artwork …
An artwork by Roksana Amelia
Suppose, it’s her ‘Journey All its Own’ ….
Just I wish
You would love this slow looking at her artwork for a bit longer time …
As it is surely a ‘Journey All its Own’ ….
We all want to know a bit about ourselves ..
Don’t we?
We think we know a lot about ourselves ..
Do we?
You know about ‘Know thyself’ – it’s a famous saying …
But did you ever wonder why it’s a bit difficult to know thyself?
Have we looked deep down into our soul for a bit longer time?
Do we take a bit longer dive into our soul?
Are we comfortable enough to take the journey into our soul a bit longer time?
Or do we feel restless resting in our own soul?
Knowing thyself isn’t so easy, my dear …
Learn the art of slow looking at your own self
Knowing thyself is an art of learning through observation …
To know thyself needs uninterrupted attention;
So take time, dive deep and see your soul through your heart and mind ….
So when you visit my gallery
You may reward a longer look at the precious artworks here ….
Thus you may spend time with the precious journey that you own as well …
This ‘Journey All its Own’ is yours and yours only …
I won’t say how you should look at it.
It’s personal.
You decide what you wish to look and what you feel about it …
It’s about you and this ‘Journey’ …
I just feel happy that
While you’re with my artwork,
You may make your own discoveries out of your slow looking at it …
As if you are diving deep and deep
And forming a very special personal connection with it …
See my dear,
I’m more interested about
This special connection between you and my precious art piece,
Specifically because …..
I so long to wish for that beautiful sight of
You and your ‘Journey All Its Own’ ….
A New Journey
All Its own …
And now tell me, which one/s you feel more connected to your own soul … what specific things would drive you to know yourself better …. Have you ever thought about it?
Some days I like to walk with a book….
And with that, there are some words to reflect..
Don’t go back to past.
There’s nothing you can do about it.
Accept where you’re at and move on and try be in the present.
Have gratitude for what you already have.
Have compassion and accept what is.
And if you can change it, it’s okay.
But there are somethings that you need to accept that you can’t change
And if you can’t change, let it go.
Be who you’re and people will like you.
A grief is a grief is a grief, and there’s not a piece of me that believes one loss is greater than another…Everyone’s loss is greater in their life. Try to understand this and be empathetic about it. So in a world where you can be anything, be kind.
Time is the finest gift one can give to other from heart and soul. Empathy is the truest attribute one can possess for others.
Just “Don’t ever give anybody enough power to bring back the triggered unhealed version of you, when you’ve worked so hard to become better than that” ….
My heart is full of many things to say to you
But I feel speech is nothing to you at all …
I believe
We shall surely see each other someday
Though I’m afraid I wouldn’t deliver the observations
So far I’ve made ….
The emotions that’s touching me these days,
In moments so weird ….
I believe
Love is an act of forgiveness
A tender look that may become
So sad
But what do I do out of it?
My tender look is my
Strange habit ….
I believe
My undefined patience
And the passion of my angels
Give me much relief
Cause I know you …
Although you show your indifference
But I bet it’s only out of love,
Not hate …
Then suddenly
I get this bittersweet feeling of onsra, that whatever little we have is coming to a close
My heart is full of many things to say to you
But I feel speech is nothing to you at all
Tell me if I’m wrong ….
Onsra/ boro
(n.) the bittersweet feeling of loving for the last time, or realizing your love won’t last
I’m in love with the scenic beauty of the Himalayan Mountains in the backdrop ….and I have never been to any snow-clad mountains up so close. It was a surrealistic feeling for me. I visited Srinagar, Gulmarg, Pahalgam, Sonamarg, Anantnag. I was excited for Gulmarg Gondola, the world’s second longest & second highest cable car 14,000 above sea level with picturesque views. Gondola ride takes around 22 minutes to reach Mountain Apharwat Peak from Gulmarg town and it is worth every minute to visit the peak. Exceptional views of sky and clouds. I was mesmerised by the wonderful view of the magnificent snow clad peaks. I loved the activities that I did, hiking, skiing ⛷️, sleighing. Had yummy coffee and Maggie soup there up on that mountain peak. So interesting!
Apart from Gulmarg Gondola and peak of the Apharwat mountain attractions, I loved Betaab Valley, Pahalgam valley, Dal lake, Zoji La, Baltal, Indira Gandhi Memorial Tulip Garden, Pari Mahal, Night staying on a houseboat and Shikara ride in the fabulous Dal Lake, Horse riding to go to Baisaran Valley – each and everywhere I went, I can write a whole lot of things – but that story I may share later, some other day …
Here let me tell you about how destiny took me to Kashmir ….
I was planning an India trip with close ones. Initially we planned to visit the famous Taj Mahal in Agra, then Jaipur, Delhi also. But there were some situation which made me plan for Kolkata with another school friend. We bought the tickets even. But then again I had to rethink my trip and cancelled the air ticket. Then two of my colleagues wanted to join me for Darjeeling. Again we were making a bit research on this to make a good itinerary for us three. Then that plan also got cancelled. And I was the only one left to make the trip to India. But the timing wasn’t preferable for some reason and I wanted to avoid few particular dates specifically for my youngest sister was coming after months. Then I was in dilemma also, cause I didn’t want to make the trip alone. My family didn’t have any visa. Now I had only few days left to make the trip happen. Lastly within two days I tagged myself with some girls whom I didn’t know and they were going to Kashmir and that again they planned on the days when my sister was coming. With a bit of mixed emotions about not being able to spend time with my chhotu sister, I decided to join that group of girls. So finally I was going to take that solo trip with them whom I never met and they happened to be my travel companions for seven days.
The moment I flew for Kashmir’s, I was terribly missing my family, and sisters back home. And then the moment I landed in one of the Heaven on Earth, I was spellbound by the stars and universe joined in with its magic wand upon me to make me this much enchanted 🤩 🪄….
That’s why if someone asks me, ‘Is Kashmir worth it?”, I would say, ‘You never know until you visit.’
May be Kashmir was destined for me in many layers of undefined ways of life – that story I wish to share some other day ….
I took a lot of pictures and videos. I’m sharing only few here. Let me know if you have liked the Paradise Picturesque photographs by Roksana Tales. I wish to make post cards with some of the moments there.
And
I wish to visit again …
Will you go with me?
And
I’m an Orophile, meaning I’m a person who loves mountains …
And you?
Be strong at the broken places ….
She heard him only once
She liked his voice …
She wish she could know his voice long ago..
She thought it
With a trace of melancholy …
In-Yun / korean /
(n.) The ties between people over the course of their lives, and the belief that we meet certain people because we had interactions with them in thousands of past lives …
It’s a word in Korean, In-Yun, it means fate. But it’s specifically about relationships between people. It’s an In-Yun, if two strangers even walk by each other in the street, and their clothes accidentally brush. Because it means there must have been something between them in their past lives. If two people get married, they say it’s because there have been 8,000 layers of In-Yun over 8,000 lifetimes ….
Do you believe in In-Yun?
She is with him
Even when he is not around …
And he makes her smile
Even in his absence ….
Saudade/ portuguese/ /saʊˈdɑːdə/
(n.) a nostalgic longing to be near someone who is distant.
In the wind
A flower brings life,
Plain and pure;
That you once sowed ..
It’s a work that you can see
It’s blooming …
In the wind
A mystery seems invisible;
Believing is the touch,
That you once felt ..
It’s a work that your mind
Can not resist ….
In the wind
A yearning hums a tune,
Simpler and warm ..
That you once met and mingled;
It’s a work that you
Can not get over it …
In the wind
A sound whispers in the ears,
Caressing silently ..
That you once belonged;
It’s a work that you’ve
Ever fallen like rain …
In the wind
A love brings life
That you once gave it all;
It’s a work that you can never forget
And neither it’s ever over ….
Commuovere (Italian) /ko’mːwɔvere/
(v.) this word means you’ve been moved or touched or had your heart warmed, by someone. Specifically, it’s a story that has stirred your heart or moved you to tears …
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Sometimes I do feel a bit of strange when I find my mind chooses the words that tread the hazy line between romance, or emotions of two potential lovers or just someone who I may have met somewhere, in my imagination or real, or virtually, or anywhere in the universe, … then I feel that while writing it’s not necessarily solely about me all the time and it’s not what it seems as well and it’s just something that makes me feel happy when I can express certain feelings as it comes within; Often I know, through these words, I simply may portray someone else’s longing, or devotion, or heartbreaking phase, or someone who might be seeking solace from the world of separation, or someone who makes his love stronger even when it’s over … or just about me trying to find the right words to describe an indescribable feeling within ….
😊
So I went to a bit far away village for a simple photo-walk. There I met some extraordinary people of all ages who welcomed me wholeheartedly. But they do not know me. I do not know them until today … Some love their goats, some love their fields, some love their busy time – and all were happy and contented. I just love that so much. The simplicity. The care they carry for a stranger is nothing but the glory of their life.
I felt so much warm around them. Few children of that village accompanied me all the time … wherever I was going they were always there …
I took a lot of pictures. Here I have shared only a few. When I get a scope of taking pictures, I go crazy. I even do not remember from when I get this attraction to take photos wherever I would go or wherever I would be … I simply love when I hear my camera makes the sound, ‘Click Click’. I feel so passionate about it! Between smiles, laughter, and capturing memories, who wouldn’t just love photography?
I’m sure photography tells a story. You can see these photographs and make the story for yourself …
Will you?
For a little walk
With me,
Will you please come?
A little far away
From chaos and bustle
Of city life
Will you please come?
For a little walk
Down the valley
With a tune of a song
That you like and I love too …
Will you please come?
Sometimes
Somehow I feel
I love you …
Sometimes
Somehow I mean
To say, ‘I need you’ …
Sometimes
Somehow I shyly
Whisper, ‘I want you’ …
Sometimes
Somehow I think
I have you as mine …
Sometimes
Somehow I get
That you are near me …
Sometimes
Somehow I know
I’m a mess without you …
Sometimes
Somehow I dream
Walking beside you …
Sometimes
Somehow I hope
A lifetime of promises
With you …
Sometimes
Somehow I hear
You saying all of these
To me …
Sometimes somehow I feel funny writing all these letters of love. Then sometimes somehow I know somewhere someone may resonate all of my these simple, plain and quite undecorated letters of love for themselves … And then all the time I know that the letters of love may differ from person to person, but the in-depth feelings of love remain the same…
How do you feel about the letters of love? 😊
Falling for you doesn’t hurt me …
sixwordsstory
roksanatales
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Madno {mad-no} (n.) A Kashmiri word and it means ‘Beloved’; someone you love …
~~~~~~~~~~~ Dal lake, Kashmir~~~~~~~~~~~
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Let’s walk the path
And find a way …
Not knowing where
Let’s be lost in the path
And find a way …
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Yuanfen (n.) : the belief that destiny or fate plays a part in bringing two lovers together …
Love letters, to you. Never received …
Sometimes we’re in love with moments, not with people ….
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Emotion
True as a moment in a setting sun
That pursues the thoughts so striking …
Emotion
As beautiful as nature
That celebrates youth so blossoming …
Emotion
As true as moon hanging up always on the sky
That rises at nights, in beauty
so high springing …
Emotion
As a fine morning dew on a petal
That falls lightly like a beautiful tear never ending …
Emotion
As a pillar with a promise
That makes countless impossibility, gathering ..
Live life adventurously. You live once.
#roksanatales
#JianBirdCreates
#JianBirdGallery❄️
I hope you would love this song which I have added in my this painting work in progress video. It’s one of my favourite.
I love this song, ‘Live More & Love More’ by Cat Burns. I love it’s melody and energy.
It tells about starting whatever it is you want to start and doing whatever it is you want to do in life. Because we only have one life, and we deserve to live it to the fullest. Such a positive powerful song.
It beautifully expresses to find a balance between growing ourselves as individuals and sharing our love.
“If there’s something you wanna do, just do it
Don’t let your head stop your heart from moving
If there’s someone you wanna talk to, talk to ’em
Who knows who we’d be if we just
Live more and love more
We all just need to live more and love more
So hug your kids, tell them you love them
Have some heart but make sure it’s open
Play by risk ’cause time gets stolen
Maybe speak less and listen more
‘Cause life’s too short
You only have one
It might sound cliche
But your life can start when you choose it to
When you choose it to” ….
Another song that I love so much is ‘Fix You’ by Coldplay…. Love these lines so much,
Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you’ ….
Isn’t it beautiful?
What is/ are your favourite powerful positive song/s?
You’re shattered enough to understand that cracks are required for light to enter …
Let the light enter your soul …
We are all broken—that’s how the light gets in
Ernest Hemingway
Isn’t it true?
#roksanatales
#JianBirdCreates
#JianBirdGallery❄️
There’s a Buddha in me saying,
‘When in doubt and confusion, pause.’
There’s a soulmate in me saying,
‘Do not fear. Be vulnerable. Love.’
#roksanatales
In Pattaya, Thailand
You are lingering
Over my head like rain clouds …
When will you fall like rain in my heart?
But wait …
Not now …
Not yet ……
Ever since I’ve acknowledged this f e e l ing
Interestingly, I have felt less alone …
There are still some lingering doubts in my mind; though
My journey into this has been very unplanned
So practicing the pause and silence would probably work, telling myself …
And the rain clouds are
hovering over me ….
Hence taking pause has
become easy silently, and solitarily …
As if
I’m in love with the bliss of solitude …
These rain-clouds are lingering
over my head
And I’m looking at it from the bright side
That they are with me means to me
As if
You’re with me!
So, wait .…
Not now …
Not yet …..
Fall like rain in my heart
After sometime, after some pauses …
Rain in my heart for no reason
Let the clouds part, doubts be gone,
Fall in love with me …
Like a soft, whispering breeze while it rains
Only after sometime, after some pauses …
Not now …
Not yet …
♥️
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Why is prayer so powerful?
It’s because you’re having a conversation with the lord of the universe
With the being who gives life
Who is the light of the heavens and the earth
And you’re not just talking to someone who loves you
You’re talking to someone who’s the source of all love and all goodness
And prayer doesn’t end what you say to God or what you ask from God …
When you get connected to the source of all positivity
Something inside you also changes
You get fulfilled
You get inspired
And most of all you get peace
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How important is prayer to you?
So,
The Girl on the Front Porch by Ron Arnold
if you are
too tired to speak,
sit next to me
for I, too, am
fluent in silence.”
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Tell me, are you fluent in silence?
You’re
My prayer and
My faith deeper than the deepest ocean …
You’re
My certain without reasons
My happiness without doubt …
You’re
My ballad, a musical dancer …
My chaos in search for an answer …
And you’re
My rainbow through the clouds
Now, here and wherever we’re …
Wanted to meet you wearing my white Kanchipuram saree in front of Taj Mahal …
Now you’re coming to the hospital
To see me …
It would be quite an unexpected sight …
But my heart is pounding at the very thought of it …
– Hello, are you okay?
– Yes, I’m okay.
– I’m sorry.
– Why are you sorry? There’s nothing you could’ve done. It was supposed to happen the way I was so clumsy on the road
– Why were you …
– Umm. I’m sorry …
I couldn’t tell him, my heart was restless at the very thought of meeting him for the first time ever …
So I was a bit unmindful and acted clumsily, and silly on the road and there the accident happened in the middle of the midnight …
– Hey, don’t worry. You’ll be fine. I’m coming to you.
Instantly there’s this faster beating of my heart at the very sound of him saying, ‘I’m coming to you.’
I wanted to meet you wearing my very traditional Kanchipuram white saree.
It’s as elegant as Taj.
I feel gorgeous in it.
I have been keeping it aside the day we planned to meet in front of Taj.
Now you are coming to the hospital
and I m wearing this dull hospital gown!
How ironic is that ….. !
Oh, no! I think I could see him.
That’s got to be him …
How am I sure!
Why not …
I have seen him so
Many times in my dreams …
I know how he walks, how he looks, how he would talk to me …
Oh no! I dreamt of conversation over coffee with him …
Now?
What will I have with him?
Or is he bringing soup and fruits for a patient (that’s me)?
Unfortunately ….
He’s looking here and there …
Not sure of the direction, I guess …
Should I call him?
Tell him to come straight over here …
I’m just behind this long glass door and
Precisely just follow the directions from where faster loud heartbeats are coming…
That’s mine
How can I manage my heart palpitations?
I can hear it…
It’s unmanageable …
Now, yes he’s near and has found me …
Waving his hand in a friendly smiling manner …
I’m just feeling shy even to wave back a little bit …
As if I have become all still!
My heart is beating so fast
And I do not want him to see me like this …
Nervous and blushing
Hey, but I’m sick …
My heart rate can be high
And I can blush a bit
Fortunately ….
There’s this beating in my heart, and
It sounds like you …
You told me when you would meet me,
You’ll recite my favourite poem, and that’s
The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock
“Let us go then, you and I,
When the evening is spread out against the sky”
Now you won’t be reciting the poem …
Now you’ll just sit in front of my hospital bed
And talk this or that …
As if I would be in pain listening to your recitation, you would think …
But trust me, I won’t be in pain
To listen to you …
Now
I don’t know if you can hear me properly
Cause at the back of my mind, I’m hearing you reciting, ‘Let us go then, you and I’ …
I also feel to just leave this place
You and I …
How boring this place is
For two strangers to meet for the first time …
– Hey, finally, I’m able to see you. How are you now?
(Your thoughtful words for me)
– I’m just fine. The doctor said I can leave by 3 pm …
– Really? That’s awesome then. It’s already 1 pm. Should we finalize the papers and payments etc?
– Oh! Don’t worry! That’s already done. I just can wrap up all the papers and medicines.
– Where’s your lugguge?
– There’s a locker for the patients without attendance. So they kept those there. My hotel pickup car will soon arrive …
– What? No ways! I’ve my car and you’re coming with me. I may drop you there. You’ll finish the checked in at your hotel and then take some time to freshen up. Then we’ll go for an early dinner, I mean if you would feel fine. Or we can meet tomorrow again. Don’t worry.
While he was saying all these words there, I was thinking all in my mind,
‘Then I’ll wear my white Kanchipuram saree for the dinner with him which I wanted to wear to meet him for the first time in front of Taj Mahal.’
He saw my blank look and suddenly I heard him asking,
– Don’t you trust me?
There my heartbeat paused for a bit and I told him,
– I trust you.
– Did you listen what I said?
– Yes, I did …
– Good. So all’s settled then…
Finally we’re getting into cozy conversation…
A quiet conversation
Dwelling
In the eternal love …
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To be continued ….
Tell me, if it were you written this dialogue style poem, what title would you use for it?
I’m just curious ….
A simple prayer
Powerful enough
‘You deserve happy’ …
You think you can stop loving someone,
But in reality
You can only hide that feeling,
You never stop loving …
Because once you love someone,
There’s no undoing it …
There’s only prayers of
Happiness for them …
You are like a music
Which creates melancholic
moods inside my heart …
A melody that lingers, night and day …
I take time to listen to it,
I find myself enchanted;
When nothing seems to ease my restlessness
I listen to you, my music
To walk the long journey of life
Even though it only creates melancholic moods
But you are like that music to me
Loving, healing, heart-touching
Connecting my soul to you
Forever and always ….
Roksana Tales 