When she was young
She was taught
"Two roads diverged in yellow woods and I
Took the one less travelled by,
And that made all the difference"
Now she is old (as people say)
Still young at heart
Ready to take one less travelled by
She is still taught the same
Beware! This can make all the difference
Apr 24, 2016
Apr 24, 2016 at 11:26 PM UTC
Those torn out dusty pages
She was afraid...
The three dots at the end
meant something...
Something that was left unsaid
For times she had been kept aside
With the bookmark (hope)
Someone would come back
And say his heart out...
What if it ended messy and
She was left alone...
Said the pen to the book
Be bold and you will turn out beautiful...
Apr 7, 2016
Apr 7, 2016 at 2:21 AM UTC
The Little firefly
Went out in the night
Looked up at the sky....Full of stars
Wondered...if her light made a difference
Then she saw a sudden brilliance
A STAR has fallen
And then she realized
It's not those million ones that count
It's the one that falls
Makes all the difference
in someone's prayers
And so does her light
That makes all the difference
When it makes her eyes shine bright..
Mar 10, 2016
Mar 10, 2016 at 11:55 PM UTC
Like Fire flies...
Your eyes...
make me follow you and fall
In love with you again
Jan 17, 2016
Jan 17, 2016 at 1:05 PM UTC
While she untangled the two sound wires
He stayed back and just looked
As if saying let the silly girl play
The moment she had two resolved ends
His eyes said - O princess this sparkle in your eyes
They listened to the music as it played
She lost herself in his heart beats
As if saying i know this is how u make my life simpler
Staying close and letting me fight
Coming closer to make everything right
Sep 18, 2015
Sep 18, 2015 at 2:06 AM UTC
The moment she blinked her eyes
It disappeared in the vast.....
Her wishlist wasn't large
Just that he seemed bit too far...
She loved but could not ask
The sky is full of sparkles
But can you please come again and
Light up the dark
Dear Shooting STAR *
Aug 13, 2015
Aug 13, 2015 at 12:00 AM UTC
Poetry isn't about rhyming words....
Its all about rhyming emotions
Aug 5, 2015
Aug 5, 2015 at 2:45 PM UTC
Have you ever seen
a paper craving....
for the ink
The moment it finds
a drop
It takes it to
the core
Forgets that
it was pure
The carved words
mean more
And so is the ink's response
Spreads as if has found home
Perfectly what it was
seeking for
amazing! isn't it
N so is LOVE
Jul 17, 2015
Jul 17, 2015 at 6:34 AM UTC
He asked : How do you do it?
She said : with love :)
Jul 13, 2015
Jul 13, 2015 at 12:48 AM UTC
So here comes her phase of life...
when she has to learn its true meaning .....
It opened new doors to her....
But strangely it is to the past that she is leaning.........
Not that she is afraid or does not want to explore...
Just that the past offered much more..........
But darling soon you will see
how happy you can be....
With all that is about to come your way
and all these fears will sway....
So , with all the love you have
welcome life as it comes to you...
Always remember you are the queen...
And all the memories that you made aren't written of invisible ink ;)
Jul 11, 2015
Jul 11, 2015 at 6:36 AM UTC