Wallpaper-ing

I've been trying some art work with photoshop CS5. Seems the best software to me, you need not wait to see the output :P, other softwares are real shit. Made these Linkin Park wallpapers. Your feedback shall be inspiring :)

Knowing Her

Through this poem I try to recollect an old lady, she was my aunt's grandmother. Once in summer holidays of school days, me and my brother had gone to my aunt's maternal. Living with the oldies, shows how they're treating life and how life is treating them.

The bags of hanging skin,
studded with wrinkles of age,
locks of vintage hair,
thick glasses,
quite dusty,
blocking the already dim light,
an old suit, that loosely
fits her frail physique,
the overgrown nails on
the bony feet.
Pitiable, isn't she ?
But she lives inside,
not out.
“Thanks” on her lips,
blessings in her eyes,
even if I just bring her
a glass of water.
They confide in us young ones,
when their elder ones
misbehave.
She tries hard to read
the scriptures,
to undo the sins committed,
if any I think so,
through the lenses,
of her experience,
that she has amassed
till now.

The Aftermath

Wrote this poem sometime during the last (6th) semester. Had taken a creative writing course under Rebecca ma'am. It was fun exploring different aspects of poetry under her, hope that affects my poems in a positive manner.

In this time,
the gravest of all,
lie the leg and the rod,
still and stern.
A hand turns out,
from the rubble;
some grasping breaths.
The eyes hopeful,
of finding someone alive.
Some albums,
the celebrations,
lie trampled in furniture,
Some toys swept away
by the waves,
of loot, of loss,
of disaster.
But those days,
will return,
bustling streets will emerge
amongst the
still rubble,
and homes resound,
with the laughs,
that will defeat,
the silence
that prevails today.