The power of pink, A cynosure so brazen, Yet love radiates. A very Happy Women's Day to all of you. A salute to the Pink Brigade.
My heart, They peer into And see the hues that bleed, And incandescent hope undimmed, I shine.
This is in response to the prompt by Patricia @ https://wordpress.com/read/feeds/10919228/posts/2137239039 "Dancing to the tunes of destiny, She pirouetted to fame, The decibels rose and fell, Still she danced to rythm of life, Impervious to the cacophony around ."
It's your day, The chimes strike the notes you wish, Each moment your own, And yourself. All this while, You have been trudging by, Doing what been told. A cataclysm, One morning, And you woke up from that reverie. You shook up the cobwebs, Opened the mind's windows, As sunny warmth fragrant, And vernal gush,… Continue reading Just You
Stranger! Who are you? I don't know you at all. All these years, I lived deluded. A mirage I envisaged, Lush green and crystal blue. But sandstorms and stormy blizzards, Blew away those grainy sands of my fancy, Leaving behind a barren trail. Nothing out of nothing! It blew away those false charades, A facade… Continue reading A stranger
She flew, Traversing far, Her imagination, Her wings as she soared high fearless, All hers. Via : https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2018/11/24/imagination/
There is beauty in your imperfections, The things that are most true, Are filled with flaws, covered in cracks, You stumble on your sentences, Forget the words that you need, You are real, To those parading as perfection, Pay them no heed, For it is you and how you feel, It is you and those… Continue reading Be You