Is it in the smoke
Before our vision
When we blow
In the words
On the page
Between the truth and the myth
In the water-worn bottle that
Washes up on the shore
Or just simply
In your eyes.
Is it in the smoke
Before our vision
When we blow
In the words
On the page
Between the truth and the myth
In the water-worn bottle that
Washes up on the shore
Or just simply
In your eyes.
Thoughts and writings reflecting the poet within and the activist
Storytelling.
Poetry, fiction
The only impossible journey in life is you never begin!! ~Tanvir Kaur
Let the words flow.
An introvert with a beautiful mind.
A blog dedicated to the joy and adventure of thinking (and often spiced with humor).
Gorgeous journey I took in your words.
Thanks. Have a wonderful day!