Well, You all know I look around with a writer’s perspective. Being poetic doesnt always mean you will only write for love and other romanticized phenomenons. its a bigger responsibility than that. Having a poetic soul causes chaos,and that too within yourself. Because you are more sensitive to these things than the usual human mind and heart.
So I was flipping through some of my older photographs, and I came across this picture of mine. How a mind at times reacts to an older memory is merely associated with the feeling of it,not that tangible memory tat you succeeded in capturing through your camera.
It provoked the writer in me, and so the pen wrote:
Take it,or leave it.
Isn’t it just too external?
Just like a human mind. Many a times,when it sees something,the mind understands what’s on the outside,calculating palpable revolutions and risks.
The woman that she has made herself to be,is exactly what she wants the world to see of herself. And the world does,but only that. For to ponder upon what is deeper than their minimal thought processes,is beneath their worth scale.
Well,if you look beyonb beauty, you will notice an eye full of pain and horrid abuse that she carries everywhere with her. Its an eye full of ruptured emotions. An eye bag so heavy that it limps through her cheeks,just to survive.
I merely look beautiful from the outside and thats exactly what I want you to see. Because in this world today, Nothing Else Matters. Unfortunate, but True ! 💔 I wish the world would see beyond the tangible looks,and see what’s hidden underneath. The world operates like a human mind, giving warnings for what it does not want to be explored.
But the heart, Lord,the heart wants to step around all those physical expressions, and peek on the inside.
But its ok I guess because she looks beautiful outside ! Woah girl you have one pretty face.