Art is what makes people survive through the darkest phases of life.
It is the echo of a baby’s first cry.
It is the feeling of falling in love with a stranger.
It is a poem or a song so befitting your current situation that it makes you believe that it was written merely for this moment and for you.
It is the words of a book which make you cry oh-so much but somehow you feel satisfied in the end.
It is what your face looks like when you wake up in the morning, you might be hating on it but someone’s waking up disappointed that they don’t have that face to look at first thing in the morning.
It is your heart telling you that you don’t belong here and you’d rather be doing something else.
It is the whisper in your heart that tells you that this is your home and you need to stop right now.
It is is the way your feet feel against the sand with wind blowing through your hair.
It is the picture of your dreams oh-so beautiful that it doesn’t let you fall asleep.
It is the smudged colors on the canvas which mean much more than a masterpiece to you.
It is the way a newborn holds your finger with all his hand.
It is seeing figures among clouds, shadows or those made of trees that you own and no one else is likely to see.
It is failing to tell something to your friends because you can’t stop laughing.
It is proving to people that you’re so much more than the small terms they use to define you.
It is using criticism as your armament.
Art is everything around you.
Art is everything within you.
This is beautiful!!! Your poem is art too 🙂 Thank you for the inspiration!!
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Thank you for reading! This means a lot to me. ❤
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Absolutely brilliant loved it!! ♥
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Thank you, Iqra. ❤
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I’m pretty much convinced you were made from the art! 💕
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Ah, that’s such a compliment. Bless you. ❤
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Truly amazing.
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Thank you. :’)
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Very true and beautifully written!
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Thanks a bunch! 😊
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Woah! Where have I been? This is so beautifully written! These are my most favorite lines:
“It is what your face looks like when you wake up in the morning, you might be hating on it but someone’s waking up disappointed that they don’t have that face to look at first thing in the morning.”
“It is failing to tell something to your friends because you can’t stop laughing.”
I also loved how you ended it. “Art is everything within you.” Indeed each of us are equally an embodiment of art, and like art is open to perception, we too are defined by our own perceptions of the self. To begin to see art around us, we must begin to see the art within ourselves, and all that we are. Once you realize, everything else begins to seem beautiful. The canvas of the sky and how it it changes with time. The ripples in the ocean and how they indulge in each other. The smile of your mother, the longing in the embrace of the beloved, the flickering lightbulb on the streetlight at the edge of the street on a dark night, the purity in the giggles of a toddler… It takes for the acceptance of the beauty within you to be able to perceive the beauty around you, and I’m glad that you’re in no doubt of it!
Ps! I thought about your comment the other day, and guess what? If you haven’t already heard… I finally have a blog! http://www.ArslanWrites.com =)
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Your comments are my favorite! Thank you so much. And that’s great news. 🙂
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