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  • divyanshi28_03 2d

    A painter,an artist of all times.An imagination needs visualisation of a journey that is in one's mind.And an artist falls prey to such imaginations and often ends up bringing it to the world through his weapon of art.
    Life is practical while living,but life is even beautiful while painting.
    #painter #writersnetwork #miraquill #wod @writersnetwork @miraquill #art #painting

    "Every artist dips his brush in his soul and paints his own nature into his paintings"-Henry Ward

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    To A Painting Of My Garden

    In an undeciphered hour,
    A tree outside my house seemed roaring in excitement
    Rabbit's burrows forested in my garden and
    Lilies falling upon the deserted bench,
    kissing the rusted abandoned two souls
    who are seated there,
    sun kissed in love.

    As soon as I completed my art
    I saw the truth with my unreluctant eyes.
    The tree was self exhausted moving along the wind
    Leaves falling on the ground waiting for their ruins
    to bring them to an end.
    Lilies began to fade and losing their scent,
    they caressed the two souls
    offering a farewell through their last breath.
    And the sun kissing upon the faces of invisible souls,
    is still pretending to have mercy on them
    and rays dancing from east to west.

    In an undivided close attention to my art,
    I kept gazing to my abstract painting,
    the two lost in love,
    they were saint lovers,
    I imagined in my heart,
    that struck in my mind,
    and the sight of them came out to be
    living on my dark canvas.

  • divyanshi28_03 1w

    #home #wod #writersnetwork #miraquill @writersnetwork @miraquill

    An Aged Home ��
    Thank you @miraquill for 2nd EC 22 in a day������✨✨
    Thank you @writersnetwork for ❤️

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    An Aged Home

    Just before I die,
    I would like to breathe once more.
    There's a silent creek in the ceiling above
    Dust parting with old left worn out dreams.

    Just before I die,
    I would like spiderwebs to lose its ends.
    There's a wind blowing through the glass
    Like those wishpering of sounds in a hollow heart.

    Just before I die,
    I would like those dead leaves to fall into ruins.
    There's a heap lying un-visited on the floor
    and filling up the cold memories of its visitors.

    Just before I die,
    I would like the neglected porch to be colored
    once more.
    There's a deserted door that lies with the crawling
    baby to a growing youth love memories.

    Just before I die,
    I would like to breathe once more.
    There's a love,lost in the echoes of the dull dusted walls
    There are smiles,still hoping to find their way back to home.

    Just before I die,
    I would like to breathe once more.
    There's a renovation needed for aged me,
    a blooming hope can grow a family again,
    a white washed me can live again.

    Just before I die,
    I would like to breathe once more.

  • divyanshi28_03 1w

    It's a dark home.Come all,visit it.
    #home #wod #writersnetwork #miraquill @writersnetwork @miraquill
    Tried to make it horror, hopefully it's worth the challenge because it does need renovation.��
    Thank you @miraquill for EC 21 ����✨✨
    Thank you @writersnetwork for❤️

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    A Living House or A Dead Home

    Walls,floors,windows all had crevices
    The silence was terrifying
    Wet footprints on the floor
    Deads buried under me ,my only foundation
    Bloodstained walls filled the ghostly sounds
    Against the glass,only a strong wind blows
    Tongue of the candle blows away
    and darkness overpowers the dim light.

    Rusted keylocks imprison memories within me
    A renovation is needed to help me
    from house to home
    They breathed under me and now I shall
    breathe under them.
    Once I was left abandoned by a family of few,
    now I shall make a family anew.
    I am slowly decaying in silence,
    visit me soon to help yourself,
    take you to eternity.

    ~Yours,only yours,not so sweet home.

  • divyanshi28_03 1w

    There is a light that seeks you in dark,
    that guides you to a path.
    There are hopes that fly through the brightest sky
    of the day.
    The two united pairs of the beautiful creations of God
    saw the silver lining of every cloud on the sky.
    The Sun and the Moon,the white and the black
    are just like the shadows of each other.
    #friendship #wod #writersnetwork #miraquill
    @writersnetwork @miraquill
    Thank you @writersnetwork for ❤️ and kind repost ����✨✨❤️

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    Unity Forever

    Friendship of outstretched hands to guide the paths,
    to restore the faith in the universe.
    One lights the day when darkness shadows the world,
    the other seeks to pour the milky nights with each coming day.
    One comes to warm you gently,the other comes to bring the soul at peace comfortably.
    Alone the sky is barren,together the sky blossoms
    throughout the day,throughout the night.
    Not together they stood,not apart their lives survived,
    the Sun and the Moon,the friendship they hold
    glow unexhaustibly until the fate appears.

  • divyanshi28_03 1w

    Magic Rites

    In night sky plumage,
    I got to tame the cold breeze,
    to look at the moon
    dipped in black silvery sheet.

    In those warm silky clouds,
    I got the world of magic,
    where a light keeps soothing
    and heavenly kisses blessing
    the forlorn abandoned souls.

  • divyanshi28_03 2w

    #month #wod #writersnetwork #miraquill
    @writersnetwork @miraquill #June
    Thank you @writersnetwork for ❤️ and kind Repost ✨✨����

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    June Grace

    June world well dressed in green ,
    Love whispers humming by the trees,
    Those clouds floating above,rising in hearts below,
    Noon hours,golden sunshine touching upon the buzzing bees.

  • divyanshi28_03 2w

    March Magic

    March winds begin to lengthen the day,
    Fairies sing to bring daisies to live again.
    Spring dances under the breezy sky,
    daffodils dancing and willows play.

  • divyanshi28_03 2w

    Syllable count-5/7/7
    #katuata #writersnetwork #miraquill #moonlight @miraquill @writersnetwork

    O my love,under the moon,I declare my love to you.
    I wish to hold you my love, in the midst of billion stars.

    ~~Let the moonlight lit our love under the dark sheet of sky and let the stars be the sole witness of this ritual.
    ~~You shall feel me in you and I shall feel you in me just like the moon and the stars watching us above.
    Thank you @writersnetwork for ❤️
    Thank you @miraquill for EC 20 ����✨
    #two #wod
    Words used - moonlight,night

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    Katuata Poem

    Moonlight gleamed in love
    when moon dust covered you,love
    and the night danced along us.

  • divyanshi28_03 2w

    danced with
    stars and they
    made love in sky

  • divyanshi28_03 2w

    wrapped in
    mud but then
    it rained and white