I heard her whisper...
She said: " Look inside me.. I'm a pure rain drop as pure as your thoughts are. You see a inverted world inside me.
There's a little girl joyfully clicking me.. Hoping I just last as long as her photoshots get over... I shall stay... Hanging to this little branch... Inverting the thoughts you perceived to be true... And then I shall drip down... Making you believe I was never there before."
I heard her whisper... Eavesdropping? No.. She just intended not to be heard...!
A beautiful Sunset
Was just waiting for me,
To capture its beauty
Into my lens...
At a moment those
Orange Shades felt nice,
And then the lining
Of clouds stood out.
If I ever ignored that
Blue sky,
Which watched
Upon me,
I swear I would never!
Ever! get a sight so soothing!
Missed myself being a Bird,
Missed my loved ones being along,
Missed my dreams that fell apart,
Missed You more just than ever!
"Music Come Alive.
Strings Never Lie.
They will always be mine.
And this shall alone shall shine
In this Dreamer's heart."
When feeling clumsy
And denied by self...
Something warm,
Something bright,
Something soothing,
Which tells everything's alright.
"The strings shall be yours. " I promised my guitar!
"The music shall be yours." She promised me in return.
#storyOfstrings #StoryGram
