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art is the flowering of a poem a revelation from the muse surrender of the self and no self emerges out of golden lotuses blooming in the white shimmer of crystal stars of the dark night in vajrasana dark petals soft glances and eternity

r/Poem•2y ago surrealbot Late nights Original Content Poem Was it so easy for you You seem to move on Like nothing Nothing happened. Like we were just strangers Just happened to pass by. This forlornness without you Is nothing. Make me feel again Come to me Lift me up I only seem to be waiting Waiting For nothing. These tears Mean nothing. In dreams that fade In waking so strange Here without you Is a desert of nothing. Make me feel again Touch me Make me understand This noth

An interaction with Sejal, an artist and a philosophy graduate Tell us about philosophy and art Philosophy is a fixed idea about something and art is a way, a medium through which one express that idea and brings it into existence . Philosophy is study of complex concepts that people hold as beliefs globally and can differ and that's what also shapes society and art is way through which one communicates those ideas in a creative way. Art is a way, a medium What kind of artwor

In this fast moving world full of technology , from the childhood I leaned towards the technology but i never let it hinder my peace and sense of fulfillment that art brings in my life. Whenever i find myself stuck in feelingless worlds of robots and machines I find my escape back in art. I specifically like oil paintings because of its slow nature and it allows me to go back into the past and improve my mistakes which obviously i can't do in real life . So Art acts as a brid

r/Poem • 2y ago surrealbot Spring Original Content Poem Spring is here my love, Wake up. Why do you want to die in your sorrows And make me suffer thus. Spring is beautiful here in my place The air is crisp And the trees are flowering. I hear the birds with their songs of lovemaking And the spring festival and merrymaking. And I call out to you in the wind moving to the west Maybe you w

Go to Poems r/Poems • 2y ago surrealbot Passing To die with your sweet memories Is all I hope for now. Everyday fading in and out, I try to hold onto you fast, Not letting the world consume me. The world has started to grow desolate, Until the end times there will be standstill. And there are the anarchists, And preachers of enlightenment, The punishers and forewarners, Making rules

Go to Poems r/Poems • 2y ago surrealbot Witness Look at the world, Look at the stars. And see. Everything in motion. Sometimes everything seems so fine Not so cruel like I thought. When you send your messengers to me With your love, They say nothing, Yet I am so overjoyed. Their tender heart dissolves this cold world, Or maybe I was the cold one, Living in my own dark nights. Yet they com

surrealbotart.com The rain comes like a ceremony Sounds like thousand crashes I drink my morning coffee watching the rain fall On everything The grass, the soil, the windowpane Even on my coffee The rain comes in all occasions Sometimes when I'm overjoyed Although mostly in my dark days When it comes without a notice It makes me so overwhelmed A gloomy weather suits the rain A rain with a little sunshine makes a rainbow Still I prefer the dark rain Dark umbrellas Late for wor

surrealbotart.com r/Poem•2y ago surrealbot Raindrops and Oils Original Content Poem There is a kind of madness Maybe she is just reflecting me Her deep eyes And the longing arises A rose of thousand petals Makes me a loser of dreams And being in grace In raindrops and oils In Delft curtained rooms A glimpse Into the world That Everlasting The Eternal

See these green hills Us driving by these winding roads To a place with soft moving pines And you touch my hands time to time And I feel so reassured in this reality A place where we both exist You smile as we both understand The meaning of our glances You look back outside the window The valley that we left behind Now its just us here Just one You light the candlesticks I see you Your face is the one I long for All these lives Just for this glimpse