A silent feeling of breaking free.

by Ankita Chobey   Mar 9, 2011


The blue sky and the deep sea.
Sinking eyes and a cup of tea.
A moment desired at this hour wee.
A silent feeling of breaking free.

A passing thought and an urge to fly.
I open my wings but I feel shy.
I need no words to describe my way.
I am sailing through it, just another day.

I take another sip and think of it again.
The vastness of the sky and its pouring rain.
A life of my own, drenched in this rain- pink.
Smiling at this coast and the very Blink.

A glow returns the sea, on my content smile.
The peace, the serenity, I feel this while.
The night so dark, and the stars are few.
I close my eyes, to feel no blue.

The blue sky and the deep sea.
Sinking eyes and a cup of tea.
A moment desired at this hour wee.
Again this silent feeling of breaking free.

09-Mar-2011
02:30 AM | Pune

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