In a blink of an eye
farewelled my childhood
there was more life’s demand
than playing in the sand pit
In a blink of an eye
waved goodbye to school years
there were more knowledge and learning
than burning the midnight oil
In a blink of an eye
jetted off in an aeroplane
there were different palletes of colour
than painting the same lanscape of my motherland
In a blink of an eye
so longed the selfish me
there is another life far more precious
than my own
In a blink of an eye
grieving the passing of my youth
there is room for more wisdom
than recounting the once undeniable outward beauty
Between these blinks
a curious mind explored the world
an earnest student looked for answers
a restless heart searched for a home
a woman strived for being whole
a hunger soul is still seeking peace
I would disagree with just one point… There is still much “outward beauty”.
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It’s within perspective, of course. 😊
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Of course… 🤗
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Beautifully written..❤️
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Thank you Vivek!
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