My recent visit to Red Cross split my heart into pieces.. That just inspired me to scribble a few lines.. Warning: I am a "no-poet" guys!!
I am a girl...
The first ray breaking the dawn,
The smiling dew drop in the morning,
The fragrance of the flowers,
The dim moonlight at nights....
Weaving dreams in colours of rainbows,
An artist's inspiration,
Direction to a lost soul,
A daughter, a sister,
A friend, a wife,
A soothing mother....
The heights of Kalpana and Sunita,
The velocity of PT Usha,
The strategies of Indira,
The struggles of Medha,
The strengths of Arundhati and Jhumpa...
Abandoned in a dust bin,
Scratched by strays,
Synonym for devotion,
Craving for affection...
P.S. Originally posted a while ago at my blog.