Life had been a muddle, a labyrinth from which I thought I could never get out of; but it was poetry that made me realize that this labyrinth was indeed worthy of being lost in.
Poetry has taught me to find words for my thoughts. The thoughts that I...
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Tired of my own thoughts-- The resonant voices in my head One fine day, I decided to sneak out I tricked my brain, crossed the wall and went away straight.
Straight towards where I longed to go A place I dreamt of since years ago The place where my kindness and courage were born Is the enthralling city in my heart, where I belong.
Where countless fantasies keep me spellbound And the unperceived creatures of my endless Paracosm wander around.
Thousand moments in the jars called memories twinkle Like the stars that dot the sky in the darkest of nights. And as I open them, they make my eyes winkle With tears, some of joy and some of homesick cries.
Some corners are filled with the vibrant colours of dreams While some are bruised and scratched by grieving screams. Some are dazzling in the hues of hope and happiness And the others were painted blue when my emotions I repressed.
The lane through my heart extends till horizon What it feels like walking along, I can put in the shortest and the longest expression. So till my heart beats, I will keep walking And to you dear friend, what it feels like, I will keep writing.
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