Finally second year ended.
Still feeling like a dream sequence,
As if I'd wake up and find myself
In the midst of all that mess again.
As I look back to the reel of memories,
I discover the joys of meeting new people,
And the pain of betrayal.
The euphoria of blooming love ,
The disappointment of unrequited feelings.
And in the midst of it all.
I discovered new and strengthened friendships.
Pure intentions and beautiful emotions.
And the bliss of being needed by someone.
It taught me trust and commitment,
And changed my egos and needs,
And blew apart my moods.
And the highs and the lows,
The madness all contained in me.
Leading to a better me, a better year ahead.
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MUSINGS OF A SOLIVAGANT
PoetryJust like her solivagant mind wanders and the soft vernalagnia colors her cheeks, rosy - poetry swells from her inside. What her camera captures, spins words of hope and despair in her. Where the heart bleeds on to the paper, there springs poetry...
