There was a Time...

There was a time,

when my heart sensed a romantic moment

as green tree tops caressed the azure shades of dusk

and raindrops became pearls,

upon lavender petals,

mirroring a shy rainbow across the glazed sky.

There was a time,

when seasons spilled ripples of hope,

from foam-laced waves of the sea,

picking up hints for creative vents.

There was a time

to breathe the serene sense of satisfaction

in the art of creating.

To smell the change of mood flavours

and turn them into artistry of words.

There was a time

when the wind knocked upon my mind doors

and brought along sun-kissed tales from the horizon.

When thoughts found their way into a newborn poem

and steered this lost poet to her favourite secret place.

It’s when the me-ness within

recognizes the beautiful way out,

I know there will be a time

when inspirations will fly back to me…

:: I am so caught up in motherload that there is hardly any time to feel inspired.Let the tiny bit of creativity left inside find a way out towards new expressions.