Finding her
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Finding her
It’s a Sunday morn
When I sat in a corner
And thought,
A thought for as
Long as the dawn.
These places,
These people,
These things,
They surprise me in
Ways uncertain.
Misleading me sleeping,
Baffling me awake.
A voice,
She speaks…
From within it leaps,
“Just Breathe and
You shall make it deep,
Don’t take it for granted
The time that never halted …”
There’s thunder
All around
And Pages all torn,
Lemons squeezed
& squashes thrown,
An echo,
A voice,
There, she speaks
“It’s all in your mind,
Everything is makebelief”
“A small castle of dreams,
Within a world so big,
Is what I yearn
Every passing week…
The hurting make me sour,
The healing makes me pour,
And I would love to contribute to its cure.
Surely,
She knows, how well she sows
Her confidence is her strength
But, the shadow from which she fears,
Is her own hidden tears.
She was the only one…
Who could find her own
Inner voice,
She is the only one
Who could find her
Inner voice,
She will always be the one
Who could find her
Inner voice…
Nidhi Parikh