Jilted lover

Howdy..

So..Hmm..you know what, Its absurd how many  random things that run through my head and then I have to pick one out and make a Blog out of it. So I got one.

So some time ago I wrote this poetry, it happened so that there is a Conservatory near where I live, I guess its Europe's best and ..ok, Firstly I need to get that picture out and about so you know the mood and the atmosphere which motivated me to write this poem.

So I have named this Conservatory a reflection of Heavens. I'm not a blasphemer or anything as such, but from all that I have read about Heavens reminds me of this place. I know heaven is Eternally WOW and Conservatory is just WOW to this world's standards but the heavenly vibes that I get from this place is inexplicable. Maybe...:) someday you can experience this phenomenon yourself.

So behind this Conservatory, there is this beautiful park where the mothers bring there kids for an evening refreshment or just to sit back and watch the kids play, the east wing of this conservatory is mainly for children and international students, and the the south wing is for adult musicians.Oh and in the east wing there is also a concert hall. So basically when you succeed in finding an empty bench in this park you hear different symphonies. Violin, Piano.. Orchestra...if lucky enough you can actually hear the singers sing as well.

Oh and in this park, you would find the oldest trees aging more than 100 years. But those particular benches under the shadows of the trees are my favorite. Anyhow, point being is, this park is beautiful: Enough said.

It seems that this blog has turned into a lengthy story so I'm going to do a part 2 to my "Jilted lover" Blog.

To be Continue...
xoxo