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  Feather-light, dust of time's decay, In memories' grip, we find our way, Beneath the star-laden sky, Waves of longing in my mind's eye.   Heady, intoxicating, these recollections, A solitary figure in life's intersections, Lost within the fields of golden rye , Where nostalgia and solitude intertwine.   Each feather, a whisper of days long past, In the dust, their stories forever cast, Glimmering stars above, a cosmic sea, Yet in my head, these waves will be.   Alone, I stand, 'midst the amber sea, In the rye of memories, just me, A critical heart, aching to know, Where did those fleeting moments go? - Sumitra
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Closure?

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  "Real closure is being okay with the messiness of life — with people who drift away, conversations that end mid-thought, conclusions that remain untidy, arguments left unresolved, and goodbyes that never find their voice — and still discovering peace in the silence of what is." 23/12/2024
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I knew you were trouble

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I think... I think when it's all over it just comes back in flashes, you know? It's like a kaleidoscope of memories, it just all comes back. But he never does. I think part of me knew the second I saw him that this would happen. It's not really anything he said or anything he did, it was the feeling that came along with it. And the crazy thing is I don't know if I'm ever gonna feel that way again, but I don't know if I should. I knew his world moved too fast and burned too bright, but I just thought, how can the devil be pulling you toward someone who looks so much like an angel when he smiles at you? Maybe he knew that when he saw me. I guess I just lost my balance. I think that the worst part of it all wasn't losing him, it was losing me.
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Alchemy

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Took my heart..tore it to shreds I gathered the bits and tied them with threads Wove it with dreams It had no seams He give it a tug It came undone. Revealed a tapestry Of colours so bright The rainbow up there Looked just so pale I shone like gold Never to be undone or untold
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#Mombeagirlgain

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There's so much she's left behind.. As she grew up. She's surrendered her maverick self to impositions of dignified bearing Or molded the tom-boy into the girl with an impish grin As she loves, cares, hugs and 'grows' us up Leaving her 'self' alone. There's still that part of her That loves to do just that So Moms, be you again! #MomBeAGirlAgain
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“I hate to hear you talk about all women as if they were fine ladies instead of rational creatures. None of us want to be in calm waters all our lives.” - Jane Austen, Persuasion
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Why shed a tear for one not worth the salt? Anxious for one not worth a halt? Took my heart out Ripped it to shreds. I Wiped it with tears Tied it with threads Am not alone Sad and forlone Look at my life It's talking to me Singing a song As my spirit flows free.
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