A tiny crevice is all you need to let in the glistening sun beams A tiny spark is all you need to grow wings and follow your dreams......
Tag Archives: POETRY
Words
The words pierced the heart
like the cold edge of a dagger
numbing at first
But unbearable in the next
And as the depth of their harshness
Begin to sink in
Slowly but painfully
No effort could submerge the agony
it caused, when the heart erupted
like a monstrous fire breathing volcano
While the eyes released the flood of tears
to diffuse the fire it fumed..
Sunset
In love once more…
Dreams are like butterflies
Fathomless life
The unspoken bond – Love
I may not always tell
but decipher the language of my silence
I may not always cry
but sense the anguish of my soul
I may not always ask
but read the questions in my mind
I may not always smile
but sense the cheer in my voice
I may not always sing
but hear the song in my heart
I may not always express
but discern the love in my eyes
Old & Broken : Weekly Photo Challenge – Broken
Weekly Photo Challenge- Broken
My walls have given away
My roof no longer stands
But don’t leave me here and stray
to other distant lands
I did once protect you
from the burning sun and rain
I took the biting cold too
to shield you from all pain
I am old and broken now
but only in my frame
If you look inside, you will see how
My love still stays the same
( P.S: Old age is inevitable . But today we live in a world where anything old is better done away with. Even old parents – Parents who have lived their entire lives shielding you from all troubles so that you are able to lead cushy,comfortable lives. But when they grow old and are unable to continue with their service, they are considered no different from an old house or piece of furniture and got rid off by dumping them in the streets …..)
The Spark of love
A Rendezvous with solitude
Waves of quiet content
Wash through my soul
Nursing the wounds,
Numbing the pain
My emotions conversing
With my own secret yearnings
In silent harmony;
Listening to the rhythm
of my pounding heart
I try to interpret
the language it speaks
A rendezvous so rare !
Today I met myself
through the silent Solitude