Lost in the circles of life..
She reached out for her journal..
The one thing that's a calming balm,
Always her robust stance!
Her mind was blank..
Though she wanted to pen down her feelings..
Her thoughts hit a block every time the pen met the paper..
She knew her stance had rusted a little over time.
She closed her eyes and took a deep breath,
And soon she was in her wonder world,
She let her imagination run amok,
Slowly she let go.
All the inhibitions in her mind faded away..
She decided to get into oblivion for the moment..
As it happened, she felt the calmness spreading..
The pen started moving across the paper.
She reached out for her journal..
The one thing that's a calming balm,
Always her robust stance!
Her mind was blank..
Though she wanted to pen down her feelings..
Her thoughts hit a block every time the pen met the paper..
She knew her stance had rusted a little over time.
She closed her eyes and took a deep breath,
And soon she was in her wonder world,
She let her imagination run amok,
Slowly she let go.
All the inhibitions in her mind faded away..
She decided to get into oblivion for the moment..
As it happened, she felt the calmness spreading..
The pen started moving across the paper.
5 comments:
lovely, It is a theme which I kind of repeat often ...but strikes a chord..every time
really... we are at peace in our imaginary world..away from reality...
Wonderful keirthana .... :)
Thank you all :) Yes, we do get away from reality and hop onto our imagination train from time to time and it's blissful :) Glad to know that you all relate to what I feel.
Beautiful :)
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