"Finding myself once again for I don't know the Myself that I have become." Via : https://lindaghill.com/2021/12/01/one-liner-wednesday-i-won/
She’s all the places That she wants to visit. She’s all the road trips That she wants to take. She’s all the words That she wants to write in her diary. She’s all the magical characters That lived in her favourite books. She’s filled to the brim That what makes her dream and hope. She… Continue reading A hope
I can see the moon over the meadow, As you twirl into my arms, We'll dance in the dark, And race the rivers where they run. For you and I fill find a place, Beneath a blanket made of stars, To start afresh. When the dawn is almost upon us, We will find our footsteps… Continue reading Dance in the dark
The rivulets of joy flowed down, Meandering down the stony bed. Striking the rough cobbles, The bubbling brooks danced all the more, As they created a symphony that resonated around. The rivulets of joy deluged the barren being, Infusing a life new, Nothing seem to dam the tide, It was a surge of ecstasy, It… Continue reading A Rivulet
You leave pieces of yourself, Scattered everywhere you frequent, And your memories are suspended in time. Every life that you have brushed up against, Lives with an imprint of you, That is trapped in their mind. Time may change you, But your memory forever remains the same. It's like leaving each place, That you have… Continue reading Shadows have remained
She loved herself, And the world did not love her for it. Her radiance shone bright, And the world eclipsed her light. She flew so high, And the world clipped her wings. She sang aloud soulful songs, And the world muted the melody. She dreamed to dream, And the world shattered her reverie. She smiled… Continue reading An enigma
Perhaps you yearn to be free, For the twinkle in your eye Was a gift from the star filled night sky, And when I saw you gazing heavenward, I realised that you long to be a part of what you are made of!
I walked on the grassy patch. I caught a whiff from a solitary white rose perched high amidst the foliage.Its subtle fragrance made me stop awhile to gaze at it.I wondered how it spread so much fragrance or why was it pristine white.I wondered how it stood unblemished and untarnished with all the dust and… Continue reading The white rose ( a haibun)
They tried to still heras she twirled to the tunes of her heart.But hearts of steelsuch as hersare not easily torn.They tick on with their strange yet steadfast rhythm,Unperturbed by adversity,Never shaken, Unbroken.