There is something about drowning between dreams and reality, you are neither ready to let yourself cease to sink in those enticing mesmerizing fears, nor be able to swim up to the surface to breathe. It’s like you’re in another dimension, stuck between life and a world you’re afraid to be a part of… You’re a part of both, or none!
Acrylic on Paper 🎨🖌️
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For a while, I didn’t write much. I was exploring and improving the artist in me. And here’s all about my ongoing project #healingthroughart …
Art was always an escape for me from childhood. But during these days, I understood the power of it. The more I’m trying, the more I’m realising, what a beautiful way of healing it is. It not just helped me to address the trauma I faced but, I started to feel more comfortable to show myself without any masks or fake smiles. I’m learning it’s ok to feel vulnerable and it’s ok to show that to the the world, breaking all the stereotype that ever existed.
I hope that many of you can relate to a world of colours, or at least a few. My goal here is to make the world hear what you’re afraid to say or what you wish you could say. You can see this project from next post.
Thank you all for your great support.
Nothing loved was worthless
while all isn’t meant for you
if it was worth to let you break
the long as it takes to break free.
To die every day,
we cling on to
whatever we chose
without our consent
Why do we all let ourselves hurt for something we regret?
The best remedy is to forget
and let go of all the things,
stubbornly soaked and blended
on to your skin; into my head.
for all the broken hearts and bloated heads…
Like an autumn hit in my twenties
Spring in my soul sheds all at once.
But to be the saviour of my world,
I will linger and hold on a bit more.
Push me; I’ll dip and crash on the shore,
as I am hollow, floating on the edge solo.
Or let me wait and conquer with light,
people, dreams and hopes of tomorrow.
What if these mountains will move,
as I climb up the stairway of time.
What if my twenties be the beginning
for me to be what I want to be.
hope for tomorrow