Whimsical and romantic by nature, I am always on the lookout for the next crazy adventure I can enjoy! I believe that life is not meant to be serious all of the time, and we should have fun as much as we can. Also, writing has always been more than a hobby for me.
Clutched by our own creation, Waiting desperately for the exit, Looking for ways to get out of prison, Either creator or creation has to cease to exist.
What you want to express doesnât have to be under duress, your mind shouldnât cause you stress, grab the pen to avoid emptiness, but know what you want to address when youâre creating your best!
I was suddenly shocked and filled with fear, when ,in my striving to let my imagination rule and deny reason and logic, I realized I had created a monster who seemed too real. He wanted to hold me back and threatened to occupy my mind and keep me from seeing clearly. I knew what I had to do. Take a new sheet, and start all over againâĤ..Finding a balance!
Never let your uncertainty Hold back your opportunity Leave from your own insecurity Chase your affinity Build it with integrity Architect your futurity There you can find your true felicity Eventually,you will be a good exemplar to your posterity..
I am the creator, creator of my own prison, my own art, takes part, in holding me back, from creating my masterpiece, bit by bit, it gnaws at me, holds my hand, I look for my release….
The wry & dry illustration Honed of my delusional draught Held me back to express my notiins. I was left with a dilemma to ponder about All the ironies I have faced, all the nuances I have thought.
Never be afraid of expressing yourself. Go over, look at your shelf. See those sketches, scribbles. All those beautiful pioneers you have drawn. First baby scribbles, when your were born. If you ever get held back by self doubt, Just look at those sketches, and remember how they made you feel, when you did them. That’s you. Go ahead and discover the true you…
Don’t let the fear of judgement hold you back, Art of expression, is all you lack, All the shallow inhibitions that hold you rigid, let them go~ Pour your emotions out, let their depths creatively flow~
The “Me” I created, Held me back. It looked so real, Though I knew it is not. I know it is all my imagination, Only in my mind. Yet when it held me back, Froze in time full of shock.
You are the master to your own destiny. Take control of your canvas and create your masterpiece.
Grabbing my attention
Don’t give away your power
The enemy within..
Deepanjali Paul
Clutched by our own creation,
Waiting desperately for the exit,
Looking for ways to get out of prison,
Either creator or creation has to cease to exist.
What you want to express
doesnât have to be under duress,
your mind shouldnât cause you stress,
grab the pen to avoid emptiness,
but know what you want to address
when youâre creating your best!
I was suddenly shocked and filled with fear, when ,in my striving to let my imagination rule and deny reason and logic, I realized I had created a monster who seemed too real. He wanted to hold me back and threatened to occupy my mind and keep me from seeing clearly. I knew what I had to do. Take a new sheet, and start all over againâĤ..Finding a balance!
Creator and Destroyer : The Man and his vision
Creativity beckons me,
Complexity mocks me,
Convulsions break me,
Curiosity kills me.
My attempt to portray
Myself goes astray
As my genial spirits betray.
Nothing holds you back more than your own insecurities.
Never let your uncertainty
Hold back your opportunity
Leave from your own insecurity
Chase your affinity
Build it with integrity
Architect your futurity
There you can find your true felicity
Eventually,you will be a good exemplar to your posterity..
Well-‘hand’led emotions prevent people from getting man’hand’led.
Day-to-day delusions and illusions get on my own nerves.
If you are drawn to evils,
You will have to suffer from Withdrawal symptoms.
When art becomes, too real,
a world is created that’s surreal,
two realms mix up to create,
a world that’s hard to escape.
I am the creator,
creator of my own prison,
my own art,
takes part,
in holding me back,
from creating my masterpiece,
bit by bit, it gnaws at me,
holds my hand,
I look for my release….
Captivating art..
A well-handled negativity
Lets you win hands down
With your own creativity!
…and again, I must find self-restraint…
Suppression of freedom of the press
by an unknown and mighty hand!
Suppression of freedom of the press
by unknown and mighty hand!
When fiction tries to overwhelm reality..an alternate world is created
Let not your own creation be the point of your destruction
Suppression of freedom of the press!
The wry & dry illustration
Honed of my delusional draught
Held me back to express my notiins.
I was left with a dilemma to ponder about
All the ironies I have faced, all the nuances I have thought.
SUPPRESSION of FREEDOM to speak!
Never let your anxiety hold back your creativity…
You are ,your own enemy
Wtf
“Be very careful you don’t become what you are fighting against.”
Art has always had its grip on me.
And it is all I ever wanted to be…
Never be afraid of expressing yourself.
Go over, look at your shelf.
See those sketches, scribbles.
All those beautiful pioneers you have drawn.
First baby scribbles, when your were born.
If you ever get held back by self doubt,
Just look at those sketches, and remember how they made you feel, when you did them.
That’s you.
Go ahead and discover the true you…
Free yourself from the grip of illusion.
We make what breaks us.
All the art of living ,
lies in a fine mingling of letting go and holding on~
Absolutely brilliant
Ramya Raghuraman thanks alot
Don’t let the fear of judgement hold you back,
Art of expression, is all you lack,
All the shallow inhibitions that hold you rigid,
let them go~
Pour your emotions out,
let their depths creatively flow~
Avoid allowing your fantasies control your real life.
Not again
The “Me” I created,
Held me back.
It looked so real,
Though I knew it is not.
I know it is all my imagination,
Only in my mind.
Yet when it held me back,
Froze in time full of shock.
Don’t
Prisoner of art
The unsaid & undone
There’s nothing holding you back, but you.
Anxiety holding me back from expressing my thoughts on paper.