"A Romantic at Heart and Plumage"

A peacock is romantic at heart, wishing to woo, and surely, he is admired by not just hens, but living beings of many kinds.

I drew this for my Uncle, who is the most romantic person I've ever met!

Not only is he extremely loving of everyone, he is a role model of righteousness.

(This work is color pencil on paper)

Promoting Alternate Sources Of Energy

In Accord With The Universe

My new slightly abstract piece of art talks about mutual influence. The thick skinned apple may appear like it is unaffected by the atmosphere, and yet it is...(Seen by the yellow and blue blotches common to both the apple and the surroundings.) Similiarly, the apple (representative of any object, living or non-living) affects and influences it's surroundings (seen by the red blotches in the surroundings that are symbolic of coming from the apple.)
When the apple is sliced, it is more 'open' and receptive, as it's skin, and also it's shield, ego, mask etc, is covering only a portion of it, and not the whole. So, the slice as seen on the right is far more 'affected' by the surroundings, (in reality, the darkening of the apple as it's iron get's oxidized) and hence attracts more of the yellow (and eventually the blue) elements from it's surroundings...
People, to some extent are like this apple, and we are constantly interacting with our environment and surroundings. We pick up the negative vibes, and the positive vibes, and we also influence the surroundings with the energies we give off...


*P.S. Sorry about the bad photography. The reflection of the flash in the middle messes with the perception and depth.
Size of painting is approximately 14x14.5 cm.

Happiness is Like Water

Happiness is like water,

It cannot be caught between your fingers,

And quickly slips through,

Despite your desperate attempts

To catch hold of it, and keep it.

Happiness is like water,

And before it is lost beyond recapture

Pour onto a seed, like an elixir.

The seed needs it,

And will bless you for it.

Happiness is like water,

And as you give it to a seed,

Giving it a new life,    

It gives you fruits,

As a way of repayment,

Fruits are the least expected

And sweetest of joys!


*Note: Art media: Oil Pastel and Pencil.

The Symbol of Love Gets It’s Share of Love

A rose, the “symbol of love”

Is smelt fondly by the happy lover,

Content by the love she receives,

A tender show of her acceptance.

But the rose feels no love, for being itself.

A rose, the “symbol of love”

Is held between the teeth by a lover

Passionate, as he holds his lover by the waist

And they move to the rhythm, as they dance.

Still, the rose feels no love for who it is.

A rose, the “symbol of love”

Is subject to abuse by the unsure lover,

As she plucks each petal and wonders

About her future with her love, together.

And the rose feels no love at all.

A rose, the “symbol of love”

Gets it’s own and only taste of true love

When it is a part of it’s shrub

A bud, or in full bloom, irrelevant.

With the lover and provider of it’s life

It feels truly cared for…. 

Poems for National Poetry Fest '09

I wrote these poems over a year ago, which were accepted for the National Poetry Fest, and published in an anthology of poems - "A Posy of Poesy" which even had international contributors. I was the youngest to attend the meet at Guntur in July 2009 and presented my poems which were well accepted. :)

‘Lessons’, by the fields

As we stood near the edge, staring at the fields,

My father said “Look at them, they are also my children, and parents.

In the Future, they shall be yours my son,

To foster, and care for, as we do you, and they do us.

“Learn every pattern, learn every colour.

Learn how to read each crop and tree.

Learn how to foretell rain, or a perfect time to harvest.

Learn all these vital things from me”

Ten years in age, I stood next to father there.

As he told me of the knowledge I needed to bear,

I wondered how I could learn all these things

If I was capable of taking care of my ‘family’.

What if I don’t do things right?

What if I don’t have enough power or might?

What if I don’t take proper care of them?

Or I am irresponsible? Father wouldn’t be pleased.

Smiling Knowingly, Father said:

“Son, you can do it, I know you can

These are also the ‘fields of life’

And you will grow, if you want, into a capable MAN”

The Purest Being of All

She is gentle and kind, with an eternal smile.

She never shows anger, hate or fear.

She is patient. The most blessed one.

With no greed, she uses only what she needs

From her, we should learn to share, to be selfless.

She gives to all, but rarely takes.

She never shouts, whines or curses.

But we can see her everlasting bruises.

As she never fights, never angers,

She is ‘perfect’, and thus bears all of mankind’s lashes.

She never seeks revenge for all her pains.

The purest one, she leads to only others gains.

She isn’t a woman, a fish, a bird,

A many-legged insect, a rat, a toad.

What she is- we all ignore,

But I salute you

O Noble Tree!

Unless

Unless you've felt pain,

How will you know

The value of anything that gives pleasure?

Unless you've hated somebody,

How will you ever know

The actual feeling of unconditionally loving someone?

Unless you've been rejected,

How will you know

The prize of acceptance?

Unless you feel guilty yourself,

How will you know

The value of someone else's apology?

Unless you've had the world point fingers

At you, leaving you in doubt with yourself,

How will you know the power of trusting yourself?

Unless you've had tears on your cheeks,

How will you know

How good they feel when you smile?

Unless you've been unjustly called names,

How wouldn't you think

Twice before calling another?

Unless your pride was hurt,

How else would you have realized

That you should prove to the world,

What you are, and what you can be?

Unless you've hurt someone,

How will you know how truly happy

You feel when you lighten up their face?

Unless you've let someone down,

How will you learn that expectations are

Merely for you to strive harder, and

Reach for the unlimited streams of your potential

And not to burden you?

Don't spurn the stones on your path,

The ones which really just push you forward;

Because by the end, they'd have followed you around,

And added up to make a castle around you!