Magic in mundane

Lost In space She sat there imagining a place Far beyond the skies where hurt said goodbyes I saw her sit there alone As she traveled in time as if already flown Dusty wind passed through her hair And she closed her eyes in despair Parade of memories whispered her ears And I saw her…

A silent night

The sky was blue When many storms passed through Silence was heard Even with spoken words Quiet & restless And I saw her go breathless Fighting through the agony under her skin But she preferred to bleed away and win Her eyes had depth And I knew she wept Hiding her tears in the crying…

The garden in my heart..

The garden in my heart Grew flowers of you And they smelled like┬álilies oh’┬áso cute I watered them with feelings And took care of them Night & day Till they grew red like roses Until one day they were stolen And I stood there frozen I looked for them here and there Found them no…

The passing hour.

The sleepless night in thoughts And teary eyes so deep Lips stammering with words unheard Perhaps a prayer Perhaps the pain Curled up and folded in her arms As she laid on the ground Flash back of her troubles Cut her through That even stitches wouldn’t sew But what could she do Except living through…