Picture credits - Google Images All the colours that I'd ever see, flashed across her face as she spoke about her childhood A childhood that showed her what it meant to be happy and helped her find invisible hands, that held her while she walked. She placed her fingers against her stomach, as though to feel those momentary butterflies. And her teenage, blushed. A teenage, that saw recklessness, curiosity, illusions, vibrant clothes, giggles, gossips and handsome boys. She smiles instantly and looks into my eyes with rays of experience, as she tells me about her adulthood. An adulthood, that found her soul mate, made her a master chef, and taught her the A to Z of multitasking. She suddenly shifted her gaze towards the window and said“you must know that I once, kissed the rain, meddled with wet earth identified flowers, cycled across...
Poetry is my passion, writing and reading poems liberates my thoughts and feeds my soul. Poetry is another world altogether and that’s why I like to call it a dream. So here you are at a Dreamer’s Destination to dream along with me and to experience the joy of reading, writing and discussing poetry. Welcome Aboard, hope you enjoy your stay and don't forget to tell me what you think.