Ferris wheel – what a wonder it is

I can’t describe just how I feel,
when I go round on a Ferris wheel,
the lights, they shine so bold and bright,
above the carnival grounds tonight.

My mood is uplifted into the air,
as my heart beats without a care,
I feel so free, as if I could fly,
with nothing between the ground and I.

The cool night wind flows in my hair,
the people look so small, way down there,
I hold my breath as I go over the top,
a feeling, surreal, I don’t want to stop.

As fear escapes and I enjoy the ride,
I can’t help but look down, over the side,
I am up among the stars and the moon,
an exciting feeling that ends, all too soon.

– Ava Courtney


The Road Not Taken

And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

– Robert Frost

Who But God

Who but God could paint the evening sky
And use a brush that is a fiery torch?

Tonight, the garish sunset makes me high
In awe, I stand and watch it from my porch.

Who but God could make the insects sing?

Cicadas droning on with their night song
Still better yet, to sing with legs and wings.

Tonight, their cousin crickets sing along.

Who but God could hang the moon and stars?

Each star a wish, the moon a silent friend.

To light our nights as we live our memoirs.

To pull the tides and push them back again.

And yet, I understand, some don’t believe
Who but God can grant them their reprieve?

A Moment Of Happiness…

A moment of happiness,

you and I sitting on the verandah,

apparently two, but one in soul, you and I.

We feel the flowing water of life here,

you and I, with the garden’s beauty

and the birds singing.

The stars will be watching us,

and we will show them what it is to be a thin crescent moon. You and I unselfed, will be together, indifferent to idle speculation, you and I. The parrots of heaven will be cracking sugar as we laugh together, you and I. In one form upon this earth, and in another form in a timeless sweet land.


Missing Autumn in Quarantine

Hey Loves!

Its been ond and a half month that I am at my home. University is off, no work, no studies. Just spenidng time with family and myself. I found an old leave in my diary. I was keeping it since fall and literally I am missing autumn now. So, here is what I wrote about it in my diary.

                  Old Leaves 🍂🍂

I love autumn vibes and just missing it right now. Summer is giving tough time. It is too hot here in my city. So, yeah but I am doing reading, paitnings, house chore, cooking and blogging. Just spending time in the most productive way I can.

Lets pray for getting things normal. Covid-19 has disturbed everything. Never thought that it could be like this.

Stay Safe and healthy!

My Art Journal|Calligraphic Painting

Hello everyone! I hope you all are safe and healthy. The current situation of world is that almost everyone is quarantine due to Covid-19. So, in quarantine I am doing a lot of things to make it useful. Today I tried to do calligraphy and this is what I painted.

This is my first calligraphic painting. So guys how you are spending your time in quarantine. Let me know in the commnet section.

You can check out my further painting here.

Take care and stay safe. ❤❤