@mirakee thank you so much for improving me each day, I'll consider this as my Birthday gift ❤️❤️❤️ seventh pod I'm honoured
Who am I?
I'm an unfilial vagabond with hungry heart and roaming soul seeking its unquenched shelter under the roof of poetries, I'm the fathomable womb of my own hope, joy and sorrow treasuring etiquettes word by word to nourish my hidden dictionaries.
I'm the harvested remnant of autumn plucking smiles from my face to bloom into clover of womanhood and shred this lethargic skin of teenage girl blood by blood, I'm a reclusive manual caressing my mother's smile and cocooning sweat drops from my father's forehead making their sleepless nights less vulnerable.
I'm the hidden constellation of metaphors adjoining to form a galaxy of deifying poems and showering meteors of hard work on empty streets of perseverance, I'm an ushering storm waiting for a shoreline to escort the tripping waves of my allegories, or a mariner to sail it's boat along the thunders of my existence till we reach beyond the sunset of memories.
I'm the rush of wind travelling in each direction, to every corner of world till one day life blows me to the sky, I'm the faded smile of past, a beating heart of someone's present, and a liberating soul presuming future.
I'm the traversing galaxy tracing my uncertain existence on the paths of certain rivalries, I'm a mere human who is unaware of upcoming tomorrow's but still dream of eternities. ~Purva
To people who have cherished my heart and nourished my soul forever, who have accepted me the way I am, who stood with me when days were bleak and dark, I'm very thankful to each of them ❤️ Mirakee you played with me, I'll thank everyone tomorrow still #gratitude#hs_pod#whoamic
“Just like disuse rusts iron Stagnant water loses purity Weather in the cold becomes frozen, Inaction results in the loss of the mind’s vitality”
In these words of Leonardo da Vinci Is the secret to the whole renaissance movement “For anything less would be considered a sin” Unless there was a want for constant improvement
Born to a notary and a peasant woman Leo interned as a young man in sculpture and art His mind however was inquisitive about the interrelation Between science and the manner of his craft
Credited as a painter, sculptor, engineer and inventor He wore several hats with great flair To him art could inspire science and vice versa So studying both seemed naturally fair
When not absorbed in making artwork He indulged in closely observing the the world From flying birds to the workings of the human body In his eyes it all cleverly unfurled
He created the first parachute and flying machine The first machine gun, helicopter and diving suit He was the inventor of the first self propelled cart Created the first robot, modern city and armoured tank to boot
Residing in the true sense like a renaissance man He lived in the pursuit of knowledge and invention His keen brain was too advanced for his time “The Mona Lisa” came to be his greatest creation
Although his ideas went unnoticed for hundreds of years “The Last Supper” brought him notoriety Technology would have progressed rapidly Had his ideas been converted into reality
His curiosity knew no bounds and made him One of the greatest minds time has ever known His radical ideas and thoughts paved the way For the seeds of new creations in future to be sown
Changing the way we looked at the world One invention at a time We would be wise to learn from his dictum That inventions happen when science and art combine