2014 image, NH4
Maybe I am too careful
Maybe I am too lost
Love brings realization
Happy
Maybe I am too careful
Maybe I am too lost
Lost in images
Lost in my own world
World full of dreams
World full of thoughts
Thoughts are ephemeral
Thoughts are colourful
Colourful fabrics
Colourful memories
Memories of soul
Memories of childhood
Childhood never returns
Childhood designs life
Life is short
Life is a song
Song playing on radio
Song and rain
Rain and conversation
Rain and tear drops
Drops of burnt amber
Drops of illusion
Illusion distort reality
Illusion shattered
Shattered like glass
Shattered dreams
Dreams and sleep
Dreams of unknown
Unknown fears
Unknown strength
Strength of survival
Strength of Self
Self abandonment
Self love
Love gives strength
Love accepts and heals
Heals the life
Heals the soul
Soul inspired
Soul connection
Connection of dreams
Connection brings smile
Smile is infectious
Smile travels distances
Lost in my own world
World full of dreams
World full of thoughts
Thoughts are ephemeral
Thoughts are colourful
Colourful fabrics
Colourful memories
Memories of soul
Memories of childhood
Childhood never returns
Childhood designs life
Life is short
Life is a song
Song playing on radio
Song and rain
Rain and conversation
Rain and tear drops
Drops of burnt amber
Drops of illusion
Illusion distort reality
Illusion shattered
Shattered like glass
Shattered dreams
Dreams and sleep
Dreams of unknown
Unknown fears
Unknown strength
Strength of survival
Strength of Self
Self abandonment
Self love
Love gives strength
Love accepts and heals
Heals the life
Heals the soul
Soul inspired
Soul connection
Connection of dreams
Connection brings smile
Smile is infectious
Smile travels distances
Distances
created by ego
Distances bridge
by love
Love brings realization
Love makes us
happy
Happy
Realization
~~payal~~
Poetry form: The Blitz written for poets on the page # better late than never
PS: In this format,till the 47th line thought just flows..and then last word of 48th line becomes 49th line and the last word of 47th line becomes the 50th..and the title is the first word of 3rd line and the first word of 47th line joined with a preposition or conjunction..
Poetry form: The Blitz written for poets on the page # better late than never
PS: In this format,till the 47th line thought just flows..and then last word of 48th line becomes 49th line and the last word of 47th line becomes the 50th..and the title is the first word of 3rd line and the first word of 47th line joined with a preposition or conjunction..
