A dreamer.... Most of the time I find myself caught between reality and imagination! Of all the things I do, I love sailing the most. I love to be creative. I enjoy creating thingswith technology and I also love writing.
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.
Life’s whirlpool turns, dreams and wishes it churns. Like sand from your hand, time slips, never returns. Like a story told, let life unfold. Rush not to the paradise, feeling apparently wise. That will be yours, whatever’s meant to be. Life's pages are turned, not by you and me.
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