I cursed the stormy winds,
For blowing away my sails,
I cursed myself,
For not being able to control my ship,
The winds seemed to be carrying me
Into an eternal abyss.
As the onlookers tried to comprehend,
What I was up-to,
I was being dragged away from my destination.
And then, behold!
After having sailed far-far away,
In front of me lay a place,
I could only have imagined to reach in my dreams.
Far more better,than where I was meant to be.
And then, I realized, the winds of change,
Which I feared would take me out of my range,
Actually guided me to a better tomorrow.
Dear M. Not days but minutes That is what I count Minutes that determine All there is to know Minutes between us For me to see How you move and walk How you kiss and Read more…