THESE WORKS ARE SOME OF MY NOW AND THEN INSPIRATIONAL WRITINGS, WHICH I ACTUALLY CANT CLASSIFY IN TO SMOETHING SPECIFIC BUT I FELT THESE WORKS WERE KIND OF POEMS AND SOME AS LYRICS , SOMETIMES I JUST GET INSPIRED BY SOMETHING WHICH FORCES ME TO DRAW IN WORDS.
AND EVERY THING ON THIS BLOG IS TOTALLY AN ORIGINAL CREATION ,UNLESS IT IS REALLY COINCEDENTAL .
AND ITS A FORM OF SELF EXPRESSION THROUGH ART ,U MIGHT CALL IT POETRY , BUT FOR ME BASICALLY THESE ARE SETS OF EMOTIONS AND INTUITIONARY ILLUSIONS.
About these works
Neurogenesis
Freaked out on the stair,
while staring at a hunchbacks flair.
soon he damn turned in to a flare.
Flames caught the curious eyes of a baby picture
collapsed in to pieces of a feathered creature,
tried to cry on the death of a faceless preacher.
Did i make this human portrait
which looks like a piece of wrinkled paper.
Divij.B.C
An Abortion
I love the sound around me ,
but i am bound by the visuals that surround me.
And as i get stuck in the porous pipes around me ,
time exchanges the background behind me.
Time keeps moving and as a debt to it ,
you keep training no one but yourself.
To be the best soldier of the paining
war around you,you would like to blow the rage around you
you need a cannon to, but you have a blade with you
what do you….?
Divij.B.C
On Going Movement
Short lived is the glory of that split second
came ,existed , glorified.
soon after its arrival departed.
like a tear drop came to life and vanished ,
lived a lifetime in the scars of the split time,
memorized in a moment like a chainsaw pavement .
Heads rolled down for an undercover illusion ,
all the past turned in to a future tense amusement.
Internal split converged in to an external movement.
- Divij.B.C
