A silent night; Storm
of loneliness inside, I
curl myself to sleep
Shared with Carpe Diem - Blues
{Feelings extracted from my heart and painted as poetry art!}
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Beautiful +Sri Valli, Don't we all in our lonely nights hug the pillow and curl into ourself for self-assurance.
Pages off Life
Aah beautiful!
Vivid. Simple. Evocative.
we all go through this :)
It is nice to read you again.
wow!
So true and so simply and beautifully penned down..
I wish and hope no one has to go through that ever ...
Bikram
Beautifully portrait the anxiety that comes out of loneliness. It's usually depressing and void. My thoughts to this changed when my blogger friend Bikram told me the fact... we are always there for ourselves, how can we be alone?
We can not force people to be with us but we can try to live in a way that we aren't dependent on others for our happiness.
Beautiful lines and amazing sketch! (:
so beautiful post !
The feel of loneliness so well expressed..
Both through the words and the sketch :)
Amazing !!! Short & sweet..and image is absolutely complimenting the lines
What a beautiful sketch and an equally beautiful haiku to go with.
your hands talks via both your pencil and keyboard...
this is a woww post.
Beautiful
Silent and storm...true. Something like crowd and sounds around yet silence inside. Love the contrasting words used as well as your sketch. The silent night portrayal love it makes me thing of that beautiful Psalm/ Hymn. Silent night holy night...
Storm inside...it will subside...for this too shall pass.
Sleep transfers us to dreams and in dreams we are never alone:)
Such conflict between the silence outside and the storm inside -- feeling those blues and sending hugs.