The story never ended


My sketch

Two souls,
Soulmates infact!
Stuck in thoughts,
Connected but separate.

Afraid to confess,
Hard to express,
And difficult to reveal,
That ‘thing’ in the peace..

So they remained silent,
For months and years,
Silence had its charms,
Because it was real.

So they fell in love,
Not with love,
But with the charming silence,
And the story never ended.



She was afraid of heights yet wanted to touch blueness of the sky!
The heights somehow gave her hope..

My sketch

My sketch

Two questions

The questions I am often asked;

Why do I write abstractly? and,
Why do I paint – sketch abstractly?

My reply, always, is the same;
”What’s hidden is much more interesting to find than what’s obvious”

Visions of the eye