She was living a dream

Captain of her Ship,

Master of her life.

Danced her own dance

To music only she could hear.

Engrossed in her solitude

Life passed her like a gradual wave.

She walked alone

Along the pathless woods,

She slept alone

Under the starry skies.

Never wavering.

Never floundering.  

Then came a traveler

Stumbled on her path.

A dreamer that

became a song her head.

Playing like a stuck record.

The tune increasing the

Crescendo with every step.

His tune no different from hers,

Yet so unlike.

Like a giant ocean

The traveler kissed her away

To a dreamland

Beyond her little world

Beyond her solitude.

Beyond her dream.


 PS: This poem is joint effort by my sister and me. Hope you enjoyed it. 

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This poem/post is written by my kid sister Dr. Nitya Balagopalan who is a medical intern. When she is not saving the world and helping patients, she puts pen to paper and brings out such beautiful thoughts. Read on..

I sit alone with eye open wide

Staring at the dark, black sky

With prodigious dreams

I think of a life beyond these tangled seams.

I may not talk, I may not speak,

It’s only ’cause my thoughts are big.

Think of a life beyond these tangled seams,

Shout out loud and spread those wings

Into the liberated world of your dreams.

You may struggle and may fall

But stay put and stand tall.

Life is too short and frail

Dream on and set the sail

Just like the vast ocean that always

quietens the storm

Even the seemingly verdict less life

has an outcome.