I see her through the silhouette,
As sunrise adores the eastern horizons.
I see her, the beaming daffodils,
Swaying under the cloudy sky,
I see her blinking,
The shimmering water,
Reflecting sun in my eye.
I ride the waves, those,
Going higher and high,
I love these metaphors,
Some implying delight.
I see her as the laughter,
The gleeful innocent child.
I invite her, now,
Hope, will you partner my life?
The colours of the rainbow are faded,
The leaves are pale green.
Life seemed to snail crawl.
The wind is still, stuck on the trees.
Someone, please set it free.
For I want to breathe again.
Thunder bring me the rain.
Slowly, drench my soul,
Wash away my pain,
Thirst for knowledge, grows.
Lost consciousness, regained?
Let peace dwells, in this moment.
Within, I dive deep,
May I rise, afloat,
Why is life bland, today?
Introspects my gypsy soul!
Musings - An Endeavour to writing 