Her eyes hold
an ocean
Depths of which,
you cannot fathom
Glimmer of the sunset, or
golden specks,
of stolen sunlight
The way they hint
at a story hidden
so deep inside.
Dive in,
into the depths
of raw emotions;
search within
streams of words-
a missing link
A world submerged
in those tinges on ink.
© 2021 | Prerna |
~”She loves moonlight and rainstorms, and so many other things that have a soul”~
Here’s a sketch that I made recently 😊. I named it “Belle amê” (meaning: beautiful soul). Do tell me how it looks ✌ My previous sketch is here !!
~Prerna @besondersite
I am surprised how I completed a sketch in just one day!! This is my latest artwork and now I’m planning to start a new one 😀. Wanna see my previous sketch ?! It’s here!
Tell me how this one looks.
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