Flying on the Distant light

Should I fly on the distant light,

that shines upon me every night,

or should I let the wind carry me to you?

my fluttering heart is just a start,

of our big adventure coming true.

Far Far Away

I see,

luscious green,

I smell,

moist air of fresh rain,

I touch

cool wet earth,

I hear,

trees whisper,

secrets of time,

far far away.

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awakening

images and sounds
spin around
and i am stuck in the middle
images and sounds
spin around
and i drown in it’s riddle
images and sounds
spin around
awakening what is broken

Out of words

I think I will stop now
I have nothing left to say

Words are just words now
a few alphabets strung together to make some ‘sense’
You only hear words now

Thoughts have become past tense,

I think I will stop now

Out of words

Old Poetry: I need

I need laughter,
I need smiles,
I need flowers,
I need rain,
And I need sunshine,
I need air,
I need ,
hope.