Bring down those inhibitory walls in your brain
but not your focus on the dreams at hand,
keep at it long enough and you might be
granted a rare chance, with your own eyes to see
both the thoughts that rave and the flowing sparks,
shimmering all over a creator’s mind,
engrossed in the holy act of creation –
some with words while others with paints and notations!
They might not be your middling superstars,
either in looks, ways or inheritance
but if human beings could see the luster of a soul
and smell the flavor of intelligence,
whitening creams and scents would go extinct
and the superstars too, for a lack of audience!
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…flowing sparks shimmering all over a creator’s mind… That’s the line that does it for me…it is not the end ‘result’ but the soul’s pure intention in the act of creating! Eureka! 🙂
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yes, the end result might even remain completely unrealized!
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…exactly! 🙂
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“if human beings could see the luster of a soul
and smell the flavor of intelligence,
whitening creams and scents would go extinct
and the superstars too, for a lack of audience!”
Brilliant!
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thank you!
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hi there! just curious, why’d you choose the grim reaper as your avatar? 🙂
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to signify my metaphorical death from a recent shock.
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ah! thank you, sir.
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and I tend to write on doom and gloom more than the brighter side of life… so I thought it fits
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I hope you write as much about hope and light , more befitting of a survivor like you . All your work is incredible though!
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you are too kind!
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Not as kind as you though : )
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no way… I am merely reciprocating 25% of what I am getting!
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I couldn’t write an ode to anyone even a fraction as good as you do . You are modest too.
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trust me, the moment you come across a winged seraph or a cherub (as I have), you will see the transformation in your ode writing efficiency as well…
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Send the cherub here to Mumbai please. I need some winged magic !!! An angelic song may be to lull me to sleep 🙂
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so you say the one I came across lives in Mumbai?
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Damn ! ’twas me !
But the horns on my head beg to differ. Lol .
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perhaps you are on a covert mission… needing undercover props (the horn)… I mean nowadays, we all are sprouting horns on our heads, so may be you needed a pair to blend in.
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Lol. I was born to stand out , or so I’d like to believe , not one to try and fit in …never have been , which explains why I don’t have many /any? friends ( am still thinking any ???)
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I would be honored if someday you could consider me as your friend!
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Hitting head against wall (don’t worry cushion in between )
I didn’t mean what I said or may be didn’t say it the way I meant it. Is this not friendship ? The blog has become a chatroom !!!!!!!
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this is one of the warmest friendships I am tasting in my blogging life…. but with your added emphasis on “any” I became curious.
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Am telling you …friends just vanish . This is the fastest I’ve made a friend AR. Superfast infact .
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so, as the wisdom says, the fastest made will be the slowest to dissolve! (that’s my crap wisdom btw)
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Lol . And they said there were only three wise men ? They forgot one lost his way and landed in Bangladesh !
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well, they followed the Jupiter to Bethlehem while I, the Venus (the ruling planet of Libra) to Mumbai!
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You ae being lead through dark recesses into an abyss. Haven’t the winds cautioned you?
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no, it’s nudging me on rather, even a half sighted man can traverse a well lit path
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Good luck AR. Have our guards up though ! You have been warned ….lol ( diabolical laughter and hidden fangs !)
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I greet them with an exposed heart and jugular vein!
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You’ll be sucked out of life . Let that heart keep pumping , AR .
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I have compassion being pumped from my heart to my arteries, instead of blood… no one can suck that out of me!
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Applause !
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bowing!
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“Beauty is in the eye of the beholder”. Some creations are like masterpieces to some superstars. Creators tend to feel they haven’t done enough to make their art just right or perfect. My two cents. Beautiful poem! ☺️
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you know with all these two cents, you are more precious to us than the theoretical gold in Fort Knox… I find it somewhat extreme of myself but either one is in love with arts or one is not… being in love with only the masterpieces is to me a kind of racism :p now i have given back one of your cents… 😀 thank you
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That’s why I gave you two cents… So you can still have one after you returned one to me, lol. Hey, some are into masterpieces while some are contented with simple, humble offerings. Again, to each his (her) own. ☺️
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yes, you are right….
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