A very short love story

Blood red, bold and beautiful

She stood out amongst others

The glistening dew drop

So much in love

Longed to stay on

Yet it knew at the next touch

It would have to let her go

So it decided to pour out all the love

That existed in that moment

Before it became another of her vanquished admirer!!!

I want to….

I want to walk

Through a lovely meadow

Knowing that I don’t have to hurry back

I want to look up at the sky

And reach out to every cloud that passes by

I want to smell the flowers

Till my soul befriends their fragrant powers

I want the wind to caress my hair

Till they become wild and unruly

I want to romance time

Till it becomes mine

For that will stop all my longingness

Because then, all the moments will be mine.

Searching for the little me

I went on a search

A search for the little me that I used to be

The little me who could conjure images out of nothing

Who could laugh at anything

To whom happiness was always a company

The elder me is mature

She strikes a fine balance between reality and imagination

She weighs every word she talks and laughs with caution

She conjures images that are practical

But she often misses the little me that I used to be

I silently watch the elder me reach out to the little me

Trying to wipe the dust of time, and embrace her

Fighting the waves of the present lashing at her …

I continue watching

She looks at me with confused eyes

Then I slowly tell her –

Dear, do not go to the past

Make the most of the present

Then only will the future me

Miss you and try to reach out for you

She smiles, understands and quietly returns back to me

Promising to make my present the most memorable !