Theme: Poetry


A journey of words, 
inside the womb  
of muddling thoughts
Struggle for birth, 
a craze in itself 
As labor intensifies, 
contents come pouring.
It’s imagination 
taking flights
A treasure of 
hopes and happiness  
a dream 
a desire 
beauty and identity
and an assurance 
to my budding aims. 
Call it a gentle breeze, 
carrying secret wishes;
A painting of words 
capturing deep emotions;
Bliss of solitude 
in peace and passion, or
pleasure within 
a way of expression.
They’re clouds of thoughts
gathering impetus
preparing to come down, 
sing and sob 
that unfolds 
the secrets in mind
and ease
my aching nerves.
It’s fun, 
and music of life,
expression of heart 
hoping to dance
a spirit, pain, 
and the momentum
of happenings felt.
A companion 
in good and bad times
fetching faith, 
unique acceptance,
positive assurance, 
a sense of belonging 
and a media 
finding me 
thru my own lines.


More By  :  Pankajam K

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