STILL LIFE : Creativity all around - Vienna

Last month I was in Vienna to fulfil my long time desire to see in person the most reproduced painting in the world ‘The Kiss’ by Gustav Klimt as well as to see the famous museums and Danube River. I have always believed that the creativity is another form of meditation and wanted to soak in the atmosphere of the city that gave many creative genius’s like Klimt, Schiele and was the hub of Viennese school of psychology with masters like Viktor Frankl. The city was all that I thought it to be and here are some of my impressions from few days I have had spent there...

The typical balcony... full of blooming flowers...

The city ensures even when there is construction... its beautiful too

Walls in the museum quartiers supports creativity too..

The streets too are supporting creativity...
This is "The Morning Line Installation"

Entering at my own risk... in a dark room
Installation by Architect Alexander Brodsky

Between lover's and Girl... 

Well the similarity of the pose caught me...

Sun set street... 

Sun washed church...

And the sunset at beautiful Danube River...

Finally night falls at the city...

My two friends... Nika and Inga
who let me go where no tourists have gone before...

In front of the Marriot, where I was staying..

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ॐ नमः शिवाय
Om Namah Shivaya

WHISPERS: Cuckoo's Song and smell of love...

Recently I have been invited my J H Poetry to host their Poetry Potluck beginning week 43 and hope to have some great time reading and writing ...

Below are some of my Haiku about Love, life and living... Hope you will all enjoy it. The main poetry of this week below ‘Cuckoo’s Song’ is about some times when you wake up, you realise that whatever life you have had, is not much about present or future but past... about learning from pain.... We almost always not able to still the ‘Past’ into beauty that is living, loving and the life that is ‘now’ – the present.

Sun set at Danube River in Vienna -  Where I spent some time in reflection
It inspired me to write some of the Haiku below....

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My love smells

Like earth, flowing softly in Danube River

To the end

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Only when I could find my sun

I can jump over my shadow

To ‘be’ – A reality

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All love that’s kept

Subdued in silence

Poisons heart

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Sunset in Poland - Krosno

CUCKOO’S SONG

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I wake up to

The cuckoo song

With the sunrise

Knocking on my broken window

As the sun rays tip-toed into an awakening

Bleeding all over the shards of life
Strewn across the floor of my living

And all my pent up living

‘Within’

Implodes

Like a perpetual slow motion

Of memories, stuck at the night

Of your living

‘Within’ me.

As my present explodes

Within my waking

Into fragments of past

Another beginning begins of another end.

I cease to exist

To be what I

Could have been

I dig at the grave of my living

To uncover what life

Could have been

Slowly I crawl out of living

To a life that

Could have ...

All that is left now

Is stillness of love

An unfathomed depth

A torrential pain

Not yet stilled into beauty

Of a life – living – love

It has, still, not learned the cuckoo’s song

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ॐ नमः शिवाय

Om Namah Shivaya

Submitted to Poetry Potluck WK 43 at Jingle Poetry and One Shot Wednesday WK 53 at One Stop Poetry. Please click on the names to read great poets and add your own...

 

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