Strolling inside cafes Made me reminisce the Slow walk I had kept While treading the balancing rope Between the relationships and friendships Taking cup of tea and a snack Made the place lighten up But the warmth go away I felt I was born once again Away from sadness Unperturbed by obligation Of keeping madness at bay Until I had nothing left to say To my mend my ways
"If one is lucky, a solitary fantasy can change a million realities"-Maya Angelou