Heartland musings

Artwork by Aswathy

There’s magic in the air. Fragrance mists from the teacup surround me as I slip into day dreaming delicacy. I’m dapper as ever, dressed in fears and fantasies; I have friends when I look back and see. Sip by sip, I gulp down my hopes; I open my eyes and it’s a slippery slope.

I turn my head around like a sunflower but my sun is scattered across people. The sun never sets in this land of fickle desires for it knows it’ll be abandoned for moon. Hearts of people are cities of hope; streets are crowded and gates, closed.

12 Comments Add yours

  1. Pass my compliment to Aswathy first, tell her she did a great job. I loved her art to the core.

    And then your write up gave life to this piece. Beautiful ✨

    Liked by 2 people

    1. Aye, milady. Thank you.
      Ab likhna shuru karo.

      Liked by 1 person

  2. Era says:

    Amazing ☺☺

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Secrets says:

    Far out, I love everything about this post 👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏

    Liked by 1 person

  4. akshita1776 says:

    Awesome, sir!!
    And ma’am’s art is soooo goood!!!


  5. This is just.. mind-blowing!😃🤩🤩🤩😍
    Loved the lines. And the artwork!
    Ente daivame! She is just amaaazing, isn’t she? 😍
    And your lines ! 😇🤩🤩


  6. Nawazish says:

    Sunflower are planted to absorb radiations after nuclear warfare. Nice one!❤❤


  7. HappySoul says:

    Awesome Bharath ❤️and Aswathy’s art is so good !!!!!

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Thank you ma’am. She’s awesome. 🙂

      Liked by 1 person

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