Artist, a maestro of life.  

Hola people,

Nothing soothes the soul like portraying the feelings and thoughts to connect with you all. Recuperating from the pandemic crises and suffusing the skipped breaths are not possible but we can definitely add joy and happiness to the distorted lives of many.

And #blogchatterA2Z has provided this wonderful opportunity to enumerate the Maestroes of life.

Be more human, an artist by heart. ❤❤

I would like to dedicate my blog to all the artists under the firmament whose altruistic vision of life impacts the world.

To understand an artist you need a child's heart and an irrational mind.

Have you noticed yourself when you are in the close proximity of artists,  you feel the positive vibes of life? No matter the one who is in your fervour of taste or not, Yet he carries an aura of an enthusiastic life.
Caste, creed and nationality can’t confine an artist to grow. He needs mighty hearts to understand his feelings and philosophy.

Deeper connections are grounded with nature and the lives on the earth. Artists have sixth sense of vision, a microscopic view of life.

Yes, with an absorbent vision he imbibes the beauty of nature and puts it into his creation. This may be in the form of poetry, painting, music or literature. No boundaries can obstruct the flow of an artist, as he can imagine the beauty beyond creation.

It’s dispiriting to know that artists are not rewarded appropriately. Or else you can say they need a time-consuming mass approval.

Musicians, painters, singers,  the unending list goes on to mention the gifts of God in disguise. Many of them go unnoticed due to lack of exposure, financial help or the privileges required to establish their profession. But hats off to so many organizations and institutions that come forward to help the needy persons. Let’s keep the spirit of an artist and cheer the artists of the Universe, up and down all around.

Poetry happens
When you can feel the hues of happiness,
Slices of sadness and the drink of life.

Poetry happens
When you can feel the hues of happiness,
Slices of sadness and the drink of life.

Join me in the journey of billowing clouds of emotions, my sojourn in the solitude and the world of poetry "A bit of you and me"

Filigree of hopes, sunshine and power .

Filigree of hopes, sunshine and power

And , you can call me a poet …


A brief walk with my buddy,
Swinging hands and singing duet,

But still, I can hear the melody of streams,
shrieking of birds and whispering of winds.

Am I the only one or else many ears around?
Configuring the melodies of the world,

Paintings of nature with its deepest green,
Colouring the forest so very green.

I take it for granted for the sky to be my book,
Nature, the encrypts of love and earth an armour.
Words swing on and clouds hang on,

And I pluck my fav words, to garland it as poetry.
The chosen words of my deepest feelings,

Attached with delicate emotions are unbreakable bonds of love and humanity.

Suddenly I realise, Am I a poet?
Do  I go crazy with the world, words and humans?
Yes, I am. And you can call me a poet.

This poem is dedicated to all crazy poets.

This poem is dedicated to all crazy poets.

Happy blogging friends. Your views and comments are much appreciated.

Please join me in the journey of festive writing of #BlogchatterA2Z

This post is a part of the Blogchatter A2Z challenge

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