Saturday, September 6, 2008

The Child Woman

So far, so good. This is the first-ever blog of my life. Love the feeling. Having sown the seed of blogging into me, I take a step ahead and branch out my composition-a poem I just wrote...

With gleam in her eyes and dreams of a world so nice,
She faces the odd realities en route of life

While a warm smile makes her day
Just a gloomy thought breaks her way

Like a colorful, carefree bubble floating past
She fancies every moment, but not too fast

Silently sailing through the turbulent tides of time, alright
She makes it to the shore with all her might

Her impulsive ways drives you away - a mile
Yet she's got crazy ways to make you smile

She’s close as the girl-next-door
Seems distant & makes you want to know her more

Amidst the buzz of crowd she adores

For her soul she seeks solitude galore

Evolving as a woman, she’s never really ceased being a child—She’s a child woman!

- Arati

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2 comments:

  1. Hope the child in the woman is young forever and never grows up :-)

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  2. A very sentimental touch in your blog.........nice!

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