Songs! Songs! SONGS!

Hello!

Whatzzz up peoples?

Today I am going to talk about how songs are a form of art. Songs are a form of art. I write some all of the time without noticing. It is hard to actually write about something that you really haven’t experienced. I am writing this because I have nothing else to write about.  One of my most favourite songs of all time would have to be the theme of the music to “Letters to Juliet” from the movie. I love the songs and music and the way that the music expressed the emotional theme of the movie. (Love) It’s hard for me to write songs based on love because I haven’t truly experienced it and what it would be like. One of the songs entitled “What if” is a song based on what if we were meant to be? What if we could be lovers? I know that these questions are kind of useless, but most people that are declared to be “romantics” believe that when you know someone and you truly love the person; you’re meant to be.  I believe that there is nobody for me and thus I keep trying on finding that special person.  Well as usual I need to give you a picture or at least some lyrics of this song. Again I love this song because it helps/gives me hope that someday I will find that special person that I will fall head over heels in love with and live forever with till the day that I die. Well that was exaggerating just a bit but you get what I meant. Without further to do, here is some of the lyrics from the motion picture “Letters to Juliet”.

 "What if we were made for each other

Born to become best friends and lovers

I want to stay right here

In this moment with you

Over and over and over again

What if this could be a real love

A love, a love, yeah

I don’t know what to think

Is this real or just a dream

In my heart is where you’ll be

I’ll keep waiting till we meet"

-Performed by Colbie Caillat

What’s What?

Life,

Has ups,

Downs,

Sometimes we slip,

Our qualities,

Dance for a while,

We show good ones,

To comfort each other,

To build us up,

We agree.

Then there are others,

Who protest,

Who hate me,

Try to overthrow me,

I only think,

Of what’s best,

On what’s what.

Oh! But they hate me so,

Our qualities,

Dance for a bit,

Till the toes fall out of line.

One rose,

The others fought.

Where’s the good gone?

Instead,

Evil creeps on us

The noises in the darkness,

Are unbearable.

Undesirable,

Compelling

What’s good anymore?

The sounds taunt me,

For what?

A show?

Jack hates me,

And wants to over throw.

Charcoal Is the Way to Go.

Heyy Peoples!

Charcoal Picture of Kittens at a pond.
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Whatz up?

Have you ever wondered why some people who are artists, always use on type of style? Many use the same style to express themself with what they are good at. I loved to use charcoal pencils to create realist images that seem like they actually look really like real life objects/images of people. I created a charcoal picture of a sunset that when the light touches it, makes the room glow and makes it happy. I just love charcoal paints/pencils because they are a way for me to express what my eyes truly see in this world like in one of my poems. Charcoal painting and poetry are almost the same. All art pieces, tell a story but a poem and Charcoal painting show emotions that can easily be conveyed by other when they read or see them. Along with Charcoal art, I wrote a poem as an example of how it conveys my broken heart towards love and its wonders.

Here is just a short poem of inspiration that I created with a broken heart in mind.

  What is love?

Love,

What is love?

Is it someone that is close to you?

Is it something that you feel within you?

No!

It is much more then what you see,

What you hear,

Love struck emotion
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It is something that you feel with everything that you possibly have.

It is something that can never be replaced,

It is you.

What is love?

You might say, everything that you can give,

Everything that you are,

Everything that is not seen,

No!

It is the way you express it,

The way you say it,

The impossible,

It is you and only you that can make it work.

It is your heart, your life, YOU!

It collects in your heart,

That warm and fuzzy feeling,

You know?

I hope that you loved it and felt the emotion that went into writing it.