Picture Credits: Sheela Pillai She dreamt of the ripples that mirrored every word in her heart, she dreamt of the memories that kindled the past with heavy brushes, she dreamt of love-struck flowers that yearned for shadows of the sun, she dreamt of all the wreckage the meteors had showered over her soul, she dreamt of the fingers that burnt the fire, she dreamt of the voices that seeped through the rustic winds. She dreamt of him. She dreamt of her. She dreamt of everything the universe would never understand. She dreamt of you. -Vasanthi
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.