when writing out of boredom, how does it come about?
same way as inspired words
are we motivated by being bored?
boredom became my muse
boredom becomes my second hand fuse
then is it a gift or a curse?
My life consist of bored instants
for instant, right now I write
because I am bored, I am pretty sure
I have only written chaos, no rhythmic flow
no beautiful attraction
A subtle poetic feel, hidden in plain sight
you won’t notice the metamorphosis
of my boredom searching for bliss
THE UNSPOKEN WORDS IN A BORED INSTANT
Laying in the fields
mind clear, no fear
that moment of bliss
sounds of birds
flowers dancing to their tune
can I stay like this?
disclaimer: no trees were hurt in painting this piece
can’t say much about the paper though
when the old day is done
A new one will start
Peace is represented by this colour
Tranquility knows its power
We go there to meditate
‘The big Blue’
Enough to remove that stress
Enough to wrap you in calmness
Take a breath
Surround yourself with serenity
No need for popularity
Colours you trustworthy
Congrats you are dependable
Your life seems in order
Always good to share intelligence
Because then you’ll cast a reflection
It’s the colour ink I bleed
It’s words that emotionally transcend simple communication
A mind beautification
Sharing a piece of your soul
On paper the medium
With the pen your channel
Ink your blood
Shed over the paper
Stained with words
That never washes away
In the heat of the moment
Impregnate with words
now I am feeling sick
a case of the morning vent
dizzy in the mind
threw up all over the paper
then the birth of poetry
A large craven for inspiration
continuous thirst for motivation
contracting brain muscles
now i am calm
The fat lady hasn’t sing
They placed the world on my shoulder
Now I am the worlds ‘beholder’
Weighing on my purpose
To be free, of course
Surrounded by stormy clouds
Overcast with a chance of mess up
Closed off without air, now I am suffocating
Silently inflated, secretly irritated
Boldly smiling aloud
Maybe I am paranoid
Maybe I am hallucinating
The stairs to my mental are crumbling
Beneath my feet, I am stumbling
Silently crushing my inner peace
Everyday I endure these silent pains
‘Remember you are alive’
First poem of the Silent poem or a short prose marathon aka A Silent Mind A Loud Heart
Love is in the air
but I am never around to see it
where am I? busy trying to colour my pockets green
looking on my world on the outside
living in someone else’s world
trying not to step outside their shadows
not knowing their light
now my life is opaque walking among the shallows
lost to love but guided by it
Is it okay to feel? or is it bad to not?
A digital Painting/art of an outer world, concept art really if you think about it, I did it myself if you wondering, there is more where that came from. well ever wanted to visit an outer world?
Did another one, more coming soon, if you want a specific design feel free put in the order.
What is Zazzle?
It is an online store for shoppers, and sellers, to buy and sell prints ranging from wall canvas, phone cases, stamps, business card, greeting cards, T-shirts and Buttons. you can create a store of your own for sales, just create your products add the image you wish to wrap the item with and post for sale, give your work a title, tags state what event it is for, for whom your product is intended for and your done.
I am still a novice to give you an expanded explanation/review of how Zazzle works and feel but I will keep you posted when I do become a veteran. well, if you feel like to give it a try to sell or buy, or customize your order even with something you did or anything you would like to put on a object you have at home then you came to the right place. Click I loove Zazzle image there and see how it goes from there or underline link below that to see what I have in stores.
Thank You and you all have A good night or good day where ever you are.
Source: Outer World Canvas Print | Zazzle
Be careful for nothing; but in every thing by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known unto God. And the peace of God, which passeth all understanding, shall keep your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus.
Philippians 4:6-7 KJV