Wednesday, April 11, 2012

Of introspection.

In thoughts that pass by
through the day,
Fleeting moments here to stay

I scan my mind for jilted
reasons, unhappiness and
discontent.

Hidden there?
I dare not say,
There is no discord.
I do not pretend.

Bliss was then.
Bliss could be.

But somewhere along the way,
we walked away.

2 comments:

Mystic said...

Truly invokes introspection of intertwined past and the present !

Laxmi said...

Thanks :)

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