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 ….
I was waiting For you And you didn’t show up while my odes started to burn … A heartache …
After a while, There a humble person came along .. Seemed so at the moment … I asked him to take a picture of me and There I sat at the corner of a bench In the garden … Took some time to Get my mood toned Up my unsettled face … There the man waited patiently … A gentleman ….
Once it’s all set yet unsteady As I was, I heard the man said, ‘Ready?’ Twinkled at him and said, ‘Yes’ Smiling … With the chilly breeze that was Passing through I preferred my warm Jacket kept aside And my heavy heart smile For the warmth I needed …. A harmony ….
Later on I welcomed a friendly Conversation with the stranger He seemed to like all of it … My chitter-chattering And laughter flowed freely, naturally … Then we started walking In the garden, blooming all around An attachment ….
The balance was the two umbrellas For each of us, His violet, mine yellow one We were walking and talking Keeping the in-between distance mindfully yet our heart-felt notions were quietly replaying … The undefined mysteries of the world, meanwhile … Letting love in our heart, unknowingly … After a while, we faded into our different paths Just two strangers with memories A detachment ….
Tell me, what is that one odd yet beautiful encounter you experienced in your lifetime?
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.
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
Have you ever felt chaos in chasing your daydreams? I think that’s what it is always for most people …. What do you think?