There are days when I get off from the train… feeling totally tired and drained… taking small steps… as I walk home… a music of memories plays repeatedly in my mind….… my heart feels lifted like a bird… and I glide back home with the wind.
When I feared speaking to you, I wrote. When words didn’t flow, I drew. When colours seemed to fade, I listened. When nature turned silent, I looked within. Found you and I was left, speechless again.
The birds sang in chorus, your voice, my delight; woke me from reality, an angel in twilight. Something had been taken, I searched, found no clue; too green to comprehend, that feeling so pure, so true. Teen years in between, since then, until today; I’ve longed for my heart, forever and a day.
Sometimes I sit quietly in peace… listening to the sounds that surround me… my mind suddenly drifts away… to some place full of wonders and magic … I feel as if a beautiful mind is caring for me … listening to my deepest thoughts and feelings.. And everything around me feels perfect in that moment…
thanks Sushant :)
ReplyDeleteThis pic reminded me of a book i once read- 'Jonathan Livingston Seagull'..
ReplyDeletenice collection you have here! :)