Showing posts with label self portrait. Show all posts
Showing posts with label self portrait. Show all posts

Sunday, August 20, 2017

Melancholia



































Take my mind and take my pain
Like an empty bottle takes the rain
And heal, heal, heal heal

And take my past and take my sins
Like an empty sail takes the wind
And heal, heal, heal heal

And tell me some things last
And tell me some things last

Take my heart and take my hand
Like an ocean takes the dirty sands
And heal, heal, heal heal

Take my mind and take my pain
Like an empty bottle takes the rain
And heal, heal, heal heal

Song lyrics ~Tom Odell - Heal


Wednesday, September 2, 2015

Tears in Heaven

Tears in Heaven


Would you know my name
If I saw you in heaven?
Would it be the same
If I saw you in heaven?

I must be strong
And carry on,
'Cause I know I don't belong
Here in heaven.

~Eric Clapton




 
 
 
 
 

Monday, July 28, 2014

She's always a woman to me

She's always a woman to me

She can kill with a smile
She can wound with her eyes
She can ruin your faith with her casual lies
And she only reveals what she wants you to see
She hides like a child
But she's always a woman to me

She can lead you to love
She can take you or leave you
She can ask for the truth
But she'll never believe
And she'll take what you give her as long as it's free
Yeah, she steals like a thief
But she's always a woman to me

She will promise you more
Than the Garden of Eden
Then she'll carelessly cut you
And laugh while you're bleedin'
But she'll bring out the best
And the worst you can be
Blame it all on yourself
Cause she's always a woman to me

She is frequently kind
And she's suddenly cruel
She can do as she pleases
She's nobody's fool
But she can't be convicted
She's earned her degree
And the most she will do
Is throw shadows at you
But she's always a woman to me



Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Blue rose given to a woman

Blue rose given to a woman

Self Portrait
Olympus C170/D425


Blue rose given to a woman,
Considered sacred from a heart of silent souls,
Words spoken, silence was a bond created;
Her boldness spurred from a single blue rose...

- Hanger

Wish you all a very happy new year. Well....tell me what are your resolutions for 2010 :D.

Mine are -
1. Start chanting regularly. I joined Soka Gakai a year back but I still don't chant when I really should. May Buddha give me the strength to do it now.

2. Lose weight

3. Get a job.

4. Get my 1st DSLR

5. To try harder to make photography a means of living.

oh yes and

6. Take up singing a little more seriously now. I plan on recording few songs and uploading them here somewhere. I plan 2 become more than just a bathroom singer.





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Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Trickling down my cheek was a tear...

Trickling down my cheek was a tear...


Trickling down my cheek was a tear,
when your sweet memories came back again
they came along with a silent pain
because now you were nowhere near...

Trickling down my cheek was a tear,
when in my mind came your face so fine
you can never be mine
to me you had made that so clear...

Trickling down my cheek was a tear,
when i was unable to find out why you did not love me,
what reason could it be
was it someone else?? i was haunted by this fear...

Trickling down my cheek was a tear,
when i found out that you were made for someone else only
my heart broke i felt so lonely
because iv been loving you for years...

Trickling down my cheek was a tear,
when everything is over now
in front of my fate i had to bow
but you were the only one whom i had ever loved my dear...

- wrote this when i was in high school

A self portrait, in my deepest darkest hours.....life is riding on really rough terrains nowdays...Ever since Gabbar died, nothing seems to go right. Lost someone so close to my heart recently. Forgotten how it feels to be happy. How it feels to be happy....


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Tuesday, January 6, 2009

Life is moving on.....why am i still stagnant...

Trickling down my cheek was a tear...

Trickling down my cheek was a tear,
when your sweet memories came back again
they came along with a silent pain
because now you were nowhere near...

Trickling down my cheek was a tear,
when in my mind came your face so fine
you can never be mine
to me you had made that so clear...

Trickling down my cheek was a tear,
when i was unable to find out why you did not love me,
what reason could it be
was it someone else?? i was haunted by this fear...

Trickling down my cheek was a tear,
when i found out that you were made for someone else only
my heart broke i felt so lonely
because iv been loving you for years...

Trickling down my cheek was a tear,
when everything is over now
in front of my fate i had to bow
but you were the only one whom i had ever loved my dear...

- wrote this when i was in high school

A self portrait, in my deepest darkest hours.....Missing Gabbar...coming back home is the hardest thing to do now. Not having him at the door with the 1st ring of the doorbell, and jumping all over me.

Wednesday, December 24, 2008

Yours truly

Yours truly...yet again

Nikon coolpix S200

Just another self portrait. Trying out all those girly swirls and flowers.

And Merry Christmas everyone :)

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Wednesday, November 5, 2008

L u s c i o u s

L u s c i o u s


A self macro shot
Canon powershot S3IS




Lips molded in love are tremulously full of the glowing softness they borrow from the heart, and electrically obedient to its impulse.
- Sara Jane Clarke (Sara Jane Clarke Lippincott)(a/k/a Grace Greenwood)

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Saturday, November 1, 2008

Heart broken can be mended, cracks remain forever

Heart broken can be mended, cracks remain forever...

A self portrait
at home
Olympus C170/D425



I look into the mirror
only to see
an empty frame of broken pieces,
images of me.

Love and pain go hand in hand. I'll continue this soon.

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Goodbye Milkyway

Goodbye Milkyway

An Abstractic self portraitPhotoshop CS3
Olympus C170/D425



Goodbye Milkyway


I say goodbye to the milkyway
Its goodbye my milkyway

Earths atmosphere washing the last of my memories and emotions
My soul's cleansing, the last one in motion

Leaving all the wishes, dreams behind me
I enter the space where no mortal could bind me

And its goodbye to the milkyway
So long my friend, the milkyway

I'm floating i'm flying, and why wont i?
I just rid myself of the earthly burdens in the last of my sky

I float through the endless space of freedom
Floating towards that big bright light, my god's kingdom

And i say goodbye milkyway
Goodbye to your starry display

No failure no sucess, no pincode no address
I break free from life's decaying abortiveness

Its so light its so free, its such a high
Stars, constellations, galaxies passing by

And i bid goodbye to the milkyway
farewell my milkyway

I gain momentum, earth's faded away in the lightyears
Adrift in endless eternity, i hear the music of the spheres

Im dissolving in the nothingness of the bright light
Now one with the light,
I burn bright i burn bright....

- Wrote this at 4am in the morning few weeks ago...was high on enigma

This was a useless self portrait...so i played around on PS and ended up with this.

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Friday, October 31, 2008

For You

For you...

A self Portrait
Olympus C170/D425

My period had come for Prayer --
No other Art -- would do --
My Tactics missed a rudiment --
Creator -- Was it you?

Emily Dickinson

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