Firewolf

Instagram account- @an_artists_pursuit

Wind the fire

For a while I was thinking of creating my Instagram account and last month I created one. I posted some of my new paintings and artwork that I haven’t posted here yet and some of my old one’s. You all can check that account and let me know what do you think of the new work.

Instagram account- @an_artists_pursuit

Sailed

Sailing for light

Sailing through the endless night,

Passing by the mystical land,

Each step is for the moonlight,

All are traveling hand in hand.

The stars are shining bright,

The clouds are beautifully dark,

Giving the strength to fight,

As the journey of ships embark.

Turban

Its been 2 months that I haven’t posted my work, not that I wasn’t creating anything , it’s just that I was caught up with something important. Now that I am free so I thought to post something that I made few months back.

This picture is of a man wearing a turban. It is one of the symbol of respect and dignity so you can think how important it is for a person. In India, the turban is referred to as a pagri, meaning the headdress that is worn by men and is manually tied, and it specifies the wearer’s region or religion.

On the day I made this I wasn’t much clear what to make, so just started drawing line and then this came into existence. I am happy the way it came out, though there is the possibility enhancing it more but I choose not to do it more as it might get over the top. Less is more, simple is powerful.

SINFUL

Sinful Heart

OKAY?

Okay?

Is everything okay?

Words we want to hear.

One of the few questions,

Which must be cleared,

Maybe only to few,  

But it must be shared.

The question should be asked,

By all those who care.

PLUCKED

Let me know what you all think about this one. New app – “autodesk sketchbook”.

 

FRIENDSHIP

Friends

Sometimes apart, sometimes close,

All this is fine as we are “bro’s”.

Sharing a bond that is not fake,

It’s okay if we are sometimes on a break.

But never think this bond will ever be over.

As none of us will then ever be sober.

We are there for each other, we must remember,

Each and everyday from January to December.

Walked together upon the ups and downs of the hill,

We always loved each other and always will.

 

we 4

 

FOREVER

 

The strands on the face are so pretty,

That it turned my eyes misty.

So brightening are those eyes, 

That I cannot see the moonshine.

The smiling lips so pleasant,

That I forgot my whole presence.

So peaceful is that face,

That it will forever hold my gaze.

 

THE LAST DROP

This was the last when she cried,

The next were only her fierce eyes.

All the miseries are now long gone,

Now the wait is of new dawn.

That last drop made her realize,

Tears will only jeopardize her life.

All her life, she was leashed,

With that last drop, she was freed. 

 

 

RANDOM

 

 

 

Still trying my hands on drawing with apps, so just randomly drawn these two. Honestly, when I have nothing specific to draw, I either end up with drawing a vase or a dress or eyes. I’ll soon be posting eyes as well but need some time, so till then I thought why not to post these. Hope you all like it.🙂

EYES ON THE COFFEE

eyes on the coffee

“do you want some coffee?” he asked.

Thinking twice, she said yes.

Waiting around, she is now lost in the past.

This was the place where he confessed.

Sitting there alone, with no one around,

Remembering the old times and the talking,

The eyes, that were once filled with love,

Are stilled on the coffee, with nothing.