Solitude, my friend. Lets embrace each other

and unite in the silence of these moments.

Filling the vacuum of my voids are the songs of your melancholy.

A rhythm strikes a chord with the eardrums of the deaf.

They hear it in their hearts and their world seems perfect.

What is the point of all the noise?

Why do we have to talk,

when the emptiness of the mute does not even need to say tick-tock?

For their eyes convey the benign nature of every trouble they face

without even uttering a word.

Why do we have to see the sight of a rainbow to feel delight,

when in the darkness of forever,

the blind can see a light at the other end of a tunnel?

Day #7 'Lost' What have you lost? A hat you loved. A note written by a lover and a friend. A sketchbook filled with sketches. A favorite sweater. A toy from your childhood. A friend who took his life. A sister who was tortured alive. What have you lost? Your innocence. Your heart. Your peace of mind. Your self respect. Your family. Your home. Your only chance to happiness. Do you still hold on to those things you loved and lost, like I do. Do you weep and howl only to realize nothings going to help. You can try all you want. You can. But what's lost. Is lost. And that's that. #day7 #inktober #inktober2016 #ink #illustration #illustrationaday #sketching #therapy #moleskine #sketchbook #illustration #pigmentliner #blackandwhite #orange #words #poetry #partofme #self #foliage #flowers #lost #love #feels #art #art #happiness #devartme

A photo posted by Devarshi gohil (@devartme) on Oct 7, 2016 at 6:00am PDT

When they can live with a satisfaction gleaming on their faces

and survive harsh winter storms

even in the absence of words, whistles and lights.

Why is it so hard for us although we have it all?

The joy of living is not in the substitutes for happiness.

The joy lies in the song of your heart

which needs no larynx to sing; no ears to listen; no visuals to impress.

All it needs is an open mind

and the courage to surrender to this monstrosity called Life.