I was in a creepy stage , bursting on my own fate.
All it happens when the lime light falls on me.
But when i looked at that tiny bird..
Who is more unlucky, me or this little bird?
Blood is flowing like a river from that little chest..
Hey!! have you given your heart to somebody?
No it is the brutality of this mankind.
See the resemblance of ours!!
Hurting and weeping with blood..
But i saw the courage of my little friend,
It can fly by singing its story.
See the misfortune of mine, I cant sing.
I tried to be like this bird,
But already my wings has been cut by somebody..
Still I cant realize, who is having my wings!!!
All it happens when the lime light falls on me.
But when i looked at that tiny bird..
Who is more unlucky, me or this little bird?
Blood is flowing like a river from that little chest..
Hey!! have you given your heart to somebody?
No it is the brutality of this mankind.
See the resemblance of ours!!
Hurting and weeping with blood..
But i saw the courage of my little friend,
It can fly by singing its story.
See the misfortune of mine, I cant sing.
I tried to be like this bird,
But already my wings has been cut by somebody..
Still I cant realize, who is having my wings!!!
Da... very Touchin!!! S it ur own c creativity???
ReplyDeleteDa.. u improved a lot... ennalum aara ninte chiraku murichadu?
ReplyDeletenice work dude
ReplyDeletedid you draw this in outdoor.. I can smell some blood and mosquitoes in this master piece.. tell me the truth.. is it accidentally fell in to the canvas or u smashed it into...
ReplyDeleteto be frank..this painting is belongs to somebody else.. i left those things long back.. now a days I'm not at all touching the colors..
ReplyDeleteSo, dont think toooooo much :(