Tag: dreams

A Part Of Me, A Child Still

In those green fields, I roam still, holding a kite, running wild, chasing fireflies, against the wind, towards the sea, hope in my heart, dreams galore, love abound. A part of me is a child still, there I am in my mom’s kitchen taking…

Million Hues of Black

Darkness has impossible depths and hues that deepen at each step down the abyss that never ends I know, for into it I plunge, me and my sunken heart. An incessant ringing in my ear a silence that is deafening Away, I urge my…

The Unicorn

A unicorn on my daughter’s face, a piece of face painting that I love, for in her young heart, she believes in unicorns, in magic , in dreams. The unicorn will be gone in a day but I hope in her heart it will…

My Safe Place

The pink curves of the mouth are a world of hidden mysteries, beckoning me, maybe it is me I will discover in them. The blue specks of the eyes, flanked by brown mountains promise me of secrets, sizzling and scintillating Is it him I…

A Rainbow In My Window

A rainbow peeps through my window scattering colour in the dark room struggling to sneak into my being determined, stubborn, steady. My head and I, push back, So accustomed to darkness, that blinding are the slivers Of red blue, violet and indigo. Feel some…

A New Beginning

Today, a new hope surges in her, Life’s blows from yesterday buried. she shakes off the sorrow, some happiness she rubs on, and ahead she moves on. Some remnants of the past cling on, but them, she fears not, after all, from those ashes,…

A New Year Slides In

Each year, just a turn in time, a change of calendars, Same me, same you, Yet, carry the hopes over, Bid goodbye to the ones shattered. Nurse those broken dreams back to health, build some new ones as you go. There are things to…

The Story She Missed

The stories churn in her head. She is just 12, but her thoughts have elevated to where her age has not yet.At nights, she fills up notebooks with her stories, of fairies, ghouls, soldiers, wars, voyages and dragons, capturing her imagination which usually moves…

Thirst

Inside of me, somewhere deep,A fire rages on, insatiable.An urge to reach higher.A thirst that is unquenchable. The cacophony on the outsideis drowned by the silence inside,A silence that screams to me,To reach that star, to dream. At nights, when I lay in bed,I…

The Path I Did Not Take

Along the trodden path, I solemnly walk. My feet taking me away, yet all I eye is the path not taken. I try to stop, I try to turn. I pause and urge my feet, to step onto the untrodden path, my feet do…