I think of you
The many yous
Faint images in the passages of my mind
The time when you meant the world to me
And I to you
But journeys converge and part
You have gone your own way
Still you remain in the fragments of memory
Filling inches of a coloured tapestry
Each thread speaks tome of where you and I crossed paths
When we shared dreams
The took different turned when the roads forked
Some choices took me high above the limits of self doubts
Others cast me into the depths of living hell
Enriched no less from experience
Heartened that possibilities remain to be found
Then in quiet moments
Faces, places, names, memories
I think of you.
You Are Welcomed Warmly
I see you've found yourself suddenly here amidst the poetic scribbles of my rambling mind often incoherent to the general you and only understood by myself.
If you find that my words have touched you, then indeed my journey of words has met its objective ... I wish to be able to let you the unknown reader experience my rollercoaster existence with the stringing of words.
It is my sincere hope that you will come many times again and leave your comments and feedback for I am only a writer here in the anonymity of the internet, harbouring a burning desire to someday hold my words bound within pages in the bookstores of the world ...
Perhaps dreams keeps us going - I intend to try perhaps to turn mine into some reality .. thank you for stopping by...
.ani
