It’s waiting for me at the end of this road.
Road meticulously laid,
laid through mountains and woods.
Woods varied with each step,
steps numbered yet uncounted.
Uncounted steps taken into new terrain,
terrain unknown yet familiar.
Familiar faces left behind,
behind with all the mementos.
It’s waiting for me at the end of this road.
Unsure, uncertain,
taking the remaining numbered steps.
The wait is going to be long.
Shine bright and be kind! 🙂
xoxo,
Aditi
Wandering through these woods,
our paths crossed.
Before we knew it
we walked together,
further and deeper.
Days passed, months passed,
moments lived and shared.
Throughout our wander
we heard two distinct voices:
soft murmurs of love
and noises of uncertainty.
Deafened by these noises,
we gave in.
Now I wander alone
cherishing our shared memories.
Wondering if we walked together for longer,
just a little further and deeper
Would we finally be enticed by these soft murmurs?
Well, no matter how far you and I wander on our own,
If meant to be’s are real
Wish we give up on the noises
and choose love this time.
There is a flower vase with roses
In the middle of the room
Enchanting passerby with its regal bloom
Dreamy sweet fragrance
Days gone by
I see the roses, not blooming
Just there, wilting
Unnoticed for days
And one day will never be
There is a flower vase with lilies now
Mesmerising passerby with its pure vibrance
Shine bright and be kind! 🙂
xoxo,
Aditi
From the distant world,
I hear her cry.
Hiding under her roof,
Staring outside the glass window,
Hoping to find a little love.
All she sees is a street of terror,
Innocents frantically pleading for warmth.
From the distant world,
I hear her cry.
She is waiting patiently,
To embrace the gleam of sunshine.
From the distant world,
I sense her courage.
Shine bright and be kind! 🙂
xoxo,
Aditi
In midst of all the chaos,
Her stillness was captivating.
She was a work of art,
The first work of art.
Untouched and Unrefined,
Purely deep and raw.
In midst of all the normalcy,
Her quirks were dazzling.
She was a rare ruin,
The ethereal ruin.
Yet to be unearthed,
Her mysteries unknown.
In midst of all the happening,
Despite of the far distance between us,
Her warmth and whimsical innocence was heartfelt.
Shine bright and be kind! 🙂
xoxo,
Aditi
ADITI SAWARKAR 