My thoughts are hands holding a concept Thoughts are hands just see how they are leaving me now…. “Someone you haven’t even met yet is wondering what it’d be like to know someone like you” - Inspirationfeed/Pinterest My thoughts are handsHolding a concept, an idea, a faceMuse-tendrils like hair beams supported by fingersMinutes uncounted in ridges Afternoon of […]
3 এক সুন্দর স্বপ্নর হদিশ দিনের চাদর মুড়ি দিয়ে রাত এলোধানের শীষে দোলে হাওয়ার আদর—না, কনো চিত্রকরের তুলির টান নয়তবে কিছু কথা বলে রাত— দূর আকাশ তারাদের মিলন ভেলাআমি ছাতনা তলার একমাত্র বাসিন্দামানুষের পৃথিবী থেকে বিচ্ছিন্ন, একা…চাঁদের নদী আর ঝিরিঝিরি হাওয়াটুকরো করা আকাশগুঁড়ি আমার আহত নিঃশ্বাস জুড়ে,কানে নিঃশব্দ সুর, মাটির গুনগুন,মনে উত্তাল মায়াসমুদ্র— আমার শক্ত মুঠোয় […]
2 To me, photography is an art of observation. It’s about finding something interesting in an ordinary place… I’ve found it has little to do with the things you see and everything to do with the way you see them–Elliott Erwitt Clouds smiled sitting up in the sky, when in recent turn of events, humans […]
Off to Roads Where Clouds Come to Greet You En Route Cherrapunji–To the Land of Clouds Beyond the cloud cluster our vehicle sped through the vista wide and open, the road-ladder leading to the sky. The sky falling on earth as if rain, splashed, merged on the asphalt black.My mind churns images from my memory […]
2 If you ever leave meI will not mourn. I will know I belong to the azure.Walking the solitary path I will blendthe serene. Ambling along the road,I will greet the fenced blooms,Together we will laugh at the Jumping bunny, grazing on the green. Across the road, will meet the shadow Of that giant tree and smile, Befriend […]
I found I could say things with color and shapes that I couldn’t say any other way—things I had no words for–Georgia O’Keeffee It’s been three years our eyes trained to new ways of life.But it came riding on pain, loss, isolation, shadows, the birds hungered for a breath of fresh air. But some caged […]
Photo-Edit of Some Mundane Clicks did Surprise Me….. To me, photography is an art of observation. It’s about finding something interesting in an ordinary place… I’ve found it has little to do with the things you see and everything to do with the way you see them–Elliott Erwitt Abstraction for me is a way of […]
“Color is descriptive. Black and white is interpretive.” – Eliott Erwitt The effort is to translate thoughts into lines, to make it speak without words.There can be no colour which is descriptive of mood than black and white. The apparent absence of colour is the collection of the whole hue-array.The reason Graphite/charcoal is my favourite […]
That well lit Sky Bulb Of how sun makes her part of a glory. “I didn’t want my picture taken because I was going to cry. I didn’t know why I was going to cry, but I knew that if anybody spoke to me or looked at me too closely the tears would fly out of […]
The sail of silly wind ceased.Navy cloak-cover damps the sky.Sky palming the wet moon.Dripping. Slimy. Mouldy.Night sleeps under the blanket of rain.Turned frost.Wind, wondering how to cross the Cosmic sea, ether growing conocybes.The fungal moon. But onceThe wind treaded blithe,Roaming the permeating mystic,Fluttered the pristine, white sail,The ship sailed, when the luna silvered the river,Settled in […]
