PENSIEVE : Part I
Above the sky,
high above the floating clouds,
She flew -
regardless of where she was going.
She had no limits,
She thought -
With her tortured mind
leading her towards finding
what fate had in store for her,
caged thoughts escaping her mind,
She kept going on and on -
until,
She found LOVE!
Love that was needed by a longing heart
and a shattered mind.
She found herself running,
rather impatiently -
Happiness and fear
rushing through her veins,
clearly visible in those eyes of mist.
Running towards love,
for that was all her heart
and mind awaited for,
or at least, She thought so.
She lost her mind
for desire, for love.
She needed nothing more in life,
when all at once,
She found herself lying on a bed -
A bed filled with incomplete dreams.
JE LEEST
Pensieve
Poetry'Pensieve' : A place to store your thoughts, when the World gives you too many reasons to think about. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Poetry with a touch of pain, although at times, joy & love at its most!
