Thank you for the wisdom
You’ve shared with me in the short time And the moments we’ve spent talking in the wee of time. You were right when you've told me I’m taking things seriously Maybe you’ll know why it was so Had you’ve known the real me. I believe it is right That I should savor, each sweet moment For in a wink it will be over The enthusiasm soon is gone too. Restraining feeling is not easy It is draining, emotionally Physically it is dreary Mentally It is heavy. I have been dreaming of spontaneity Doing things freely But then my conscience dwells on me Stopping me to act boldly. I wish we have met On the most opportune time When I can be like you can be Decisive, free and trusty.
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Bitter sap cascades freely
on the windows of her soul as sleet of ice starts to prick her swollen heart, crumbling and deplete struggling and gasping trying to hold on from unseen Hands she clings on sliding, she grapples for dear life to move on a blinding road, she treks to horizon, unknown moves with the wind flies like the birds lives on the grace the natures’ borne. My spitting image
Many have said She got my features some manners too Even our height The size of our toes we’ re almost even only physically, though. My toughest child, We both survived the birth pangs and the oblivion; fifteen minutes were all we’ve had to get through and live our life. An auspicious day when she came out Delight she brought To the solemn night Amid the flickers of shimmering lights her smile shone bright, glistened like a star. On your birthday This, I wish To see your star Suspended in the sky Spreading some lights Sturdy and bright Serves like a beacon To lost and wayward. Grattis på födelsedagen Bar…<3 |
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