Each one of us deserves to take a shot at this one.
To make things special, we have a guest writer; Yashad Kirtane who stretches out his poetic feet for us.
Here's to dreams coming true. Cheers.
Open spaces
constrict my gaze Words find utterance in silence I try to grasp fleeting sensations This dream will never end. Move past, don't look back- A new beginning awaits. - Yashad | A single bright pink kite flew this morning With no others to play Tag with Or run loops around, Climbing slowly On the back of the same winds That tried to pull it down From its place in the sky. -Nikita
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@Yashad - Wow! I actually got a bit inspired in my life with that one...
ReplyDelete@Nik - Brilliant Nikita! Standing Ovation for this one....Thats what I call hitting the right spot hard with poetry...
@Nik: I am going to stand up with Puja for this one. Wow! This is absolutely perfect!
ReplyDelete@Yashad: I love how what you've written is perhaps relatable for everyone. It's something so simple, yet so powerful, depending on the dream. It's nice to see your work here. Thanks for sharing.