Copyright © SHRAVANI MUKHERJEE
The
healing wounds light up the soul
Journey
afar to many moons more
Unwinding
times to memory lane
Sunshine
through my window pane
Bright
blue azure with dreamy clouds
Afloat
I drift away from self-doubts
Hopes
spring from tiny sprouts
Fragrance
of love all around
The
good and joys are the building bricks
Cemented
by tears and failures I pick
My
own choosing, as I do
On
my way from here onwards as I go
Into
the realm of known unknown
