Friday, January 20, 2012

Standing at the Window


I stand at the window;
thoughts crawl like a shadow.
My eyes on the wide blue sky,
Wind blows around with a sigh.
Dew tears cover the grass;
It wings me to a state of trance.
Pleasant, the sight;
Flowers sway by in colors and in white.
Birds chirp merrily
People in grief and joy
Me? My eyes not on them
My head held up high -
In the vast desolate sky -
How I wish I turn into an eagle
...to rise above and high!

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Everyone needs a place in their life where they can go to escape the demands of family and work, enjoy some adult time and be free from the daily grind. Psychologists call it ‘the third space’ because most people spend the majority of their lives in two places – home and work. A third space provides a haven from these places of responsibility, where we can chill out and indulge our leisure interests. For me, my third space is my blog. It is without doubt the most important part of my world.

Somewhere faraway; As I sit to feel the silence, My thoughts are carried away by THE WHISPERS OF MY HEART!!

Friday, January 20, 2012

Standing at the Window


I stand at the window;
thoughts crawl like a shadow.
My eyes on the wide blue sky,
Wind blows around with a sigh.
Dew tears cover the grass;
It wings me to a state of trance.
Pleasant, the sight;
Flowers sway by in colors and in white.
Birds chirp merrily
People in grief and joy
Me? My eyes not on them
My head held up high -
In the vast desolate sky -
How I wish I turn into an eagle
...to rise above and high!

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