We do not belong to one another,
Love has no possession.
We are not in love,
For love is not a cage.
We are not two halves,
For love makes us whole.
We see one another’s imperfections,
Love is not blind.
Yet my love is your salvation,
And yours is mine,
Instead of open wounds,
We bare silvery scars,
Healed by acceptance and nurture.
This love we share,
It heals us both,
Granting the strength for us to be,
Who we were born to be.
Author: Nuraine Sadaf
Writer|Traveller| Learner| Reader| Observer|
All Art is a Kind of Confession
Quote of the day: “All art is a kind of confession, more or less oblique. All artists, if they are to survive, are forced, at last, to tell the whole story, to vomit the anguish up.” – James A. Baldwin
What a beautiful quote and a beautiful confession!
So true isn’t it? Art is a representation of us, a form of personal expression, revealing our emotions and something deeply personal. Our vulnerable core personality that we put out and share with the world through art. There are different forms of art that reveal the truth directly, while some do so in a more subtle way. No matter the judgement or criticism, artists will not keep their creativity bottled up, we always find ways to express ourselves through art. Artists will never stop creating. 🩵
This quote, by the American writer James Baldwin, emphasizes that art is not just a product of skill or creativity, but also an essential outlet for the artist’s deepest emotions and experiences.
Let me know your thoughts in the comments related to this quote, what do you think fellow artists?
Excited!
Reading a book without knowing what it’s about is the best feeling. Just a few lines in, and you’ll know if you’ll go on a journey with it or not. With this one, I’m shocked beyond belief. What a book! I don’t know where it’s going to take me, but I’m in for a ride. Let’s go, Ministry of Time! #thrilled #excited
#1 Pink Poem
Poem on colors – Pink
In fields where cherry blossoms bloom,
Pink whispers secrets in the afternoon.
A hue of blush, a gentle sigh,
Like cotton candy in the sky.
Roses wear it in their cheeks,
A tender shade that softly speaks.
Of love and warmth, of springtime’s grace,
A color with a gentle face.
From dawn’s first light to sunset’s glow,
Pink paints the world in a tender show.
A kiss of sweetness, pure delight,
A color that makes the heart feel light.
How to be a Triangle by Lilly Singh
Book Review
Self-Help | Motivation | Mental Health
I picked up this book while browsing a bookstore at an airport. I was flying from one home to another, in a phase of my life where I was questioning and doubting my past and future. While flipping through the pages, I discovered that Lilly Singh and I share a mutual friend named Anxiety Singh. That was it—I knew I had to buy this book. I got super excited and quickly read as much as I wanted right there at the airport, but thankfully, I decided not to rush. I wanted to give this book the time it rightfully deserved because I truly do want to be a triangle.
Continue reading “How to be a Triangle by Lilly Singh”Do what you love, love what you do 💞
Pursuing hobbies and passions for their own sake can be deeply fulfilling. Not everything needs to be turned into a business or monetized. Enjoying and continuing with something you love be it knitting, dancing, writing, sketching, or gaming, can bring joy, relaxation, and personal satisfaction, regardless of its commercial success.
Sending pink flowers and pink love your way. Happy day! 🌸🩷
:-)
In a Korean show, there was a line that truly resonated with me:
“Look at objects and emotions, carefully, and with love.”
So simple, yet so beautiful! If we shift our perspective towards problems, then we can treat them tenderly. This way we can figure out what is it that the situation is teaching us and how it can help us grow into better people.
It’s all about how we embrace the challenges of life—with a smile or a frown.
She looked at herself in the mirror,
blew a flying kiss and smiled,
As she would at a lover’s sight.
To Happiness
In the still of night, the mind began to roam
Through perilous terrains of worry and fear.
It pondered the future, weighed down by concerns
Of boredom and loneliness, seeking a way clear.
It worked tirelessly, solutions out of sight
No answers found, it grew anxious and sad
Sleep became elusive, lost in the night
Until answers arrived, a calming whisper shared:
“There is nothing in your control
Nothing you can plan or change
Live one day at a time,
Embrace this beautiful life
Flow like the wind, like the ocean,
Dance your way through strife.
Follow your heart’s desires
And know the three secrets to happiness:
One, find purpose in your days,
Two, be in a state of flow,
Three, be kind and love more.”
Ever Forward
Life is like a moving bus:
Keep going; there will be several stops along the journey.
It’s okay to pause, take a break, reflect.
Just don’t linger too long;
Shift gears, accelerate, and keep moving
Ever forward,
Advancing and progressing!
Nuraine Sadaf 