Boxed in thoughts
Random rumblings of my mind
unable to escape from the sweetest sound
that soothes my heart
I sat upright in front of the giant tree
looking all the way up to the sky through the shady leaves
while my eyes played hide and seek with the sun
I try to be lost in my wandering thoughts
wandering into my imaginary world
the world where my dreams are not just dreams
Baking under the sun, I felt the shower of warmth
the beauty that is welcoming my sleepless thoughts
I let myself break free from my thoughts
watching the blue sky be the canvas for cloud painting
white clouds passed the bluish sky making the fantastic shapes
that I lay watching until the cold breeze swept me into a nap.
I used to imagine and even talk to the clouds that painted the blue sky in my early childhood…. I don’t know where I am hiding these hobbies…. Very nice priya….
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Hobbies vanish away….as we grow up…bring out the child in you..and you will feel all the tiniest happiness in life.
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