Echoes of Innocent Voices
December 25, 2019
Homesick;
Nostalgic,
Singing silentnights in the streets of a backwater place at the heart of the pearl of the orient seas,
Peaceful nights,
Dark skies,
Firmament glistening with moon and stars,
Golden clouds and rainbowrings,
Cool breeze and its soft whispers,
Tempos and rhythms of the ocean waves,
Claps and clatters of Narra tree branches,
Orchestra of the crickets, bats and owls,
Little hands playing the tambourines made of bottle caps and iron wires,
Shabby clothes,
Young company and shuffle of innocent voices,
With drums made of tin cans, plastic wraps and rubberbands,
Kids singing, bickering and laughing,
What a melodious night,
Divine,
Oh night, Oh night divine;
Oh how time fades like the sound of a note in a Christmas carol;
Childhood memories echoing to my soul.
-Diary of the Earl
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This is your fine start;
Explore the arts;
Read more;
Practice styles;
Then create your own -
Your finest art.
Thanks God I've completed this art.
I'm excited to create my finest art after this.
Wednesday, December 25, 2019
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