He was a traveller.
Visited every corner of my heart.
Crawled under my skin.
Swimmed in my eyes.
He was a musician.
Played his favorite song.
With my hair being his guitar.
My heart was his drum.
He was a painter.
I was his perfect canvas.
Sketched that curve of smile on my face.
Sometimes painted my cheeks red.
I don’t have words to describe him right.
He himself is a poetry I wanted to write.
Wishing to kiss his sleeping eyes,
Maybe could touch his dreams tonight.
Will it be monotonous if I say surrounding?😛
Well, actually I believe that our imagination is our inspiration. The power of observation, the curiosity to experience someone else’s life, or the thirst to show what you are going through, are somethings that motivates me to write. 😊
No it will not be monotonous, and I can totally relate with you on imagination is our inspiration, In fact I too believe in the power of imagination 😊And if you look closely into my logo you will find three words “Imagine, Inspire, Create” those three words are three rules in my professional Visualiser career😊Also I am glad to know that a fellow blogger believes in Imagination just like me😊👍
It will be great a honor for me to learn from a fellow “Imagineer” like you😊 And I am just Himanshu so please don’t call me Sir,😊 And Ma’am, I would like to invite you to be my Guest Blogger of the Month, And in future, We can do some more Creative Collaboration together with your beautiful words and my Visualising skills😊👍
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Yup hope so, that he will read or
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Hi there, I’ve nominated you for the Liebster Award. Congratulations 🙂
Visit: https://inspirehigh.blog/2017/10/09/my-second-liebster-award/
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