Writer
Day 53
There is something about mornings.
A fresh dampness in the air,
Calm, undisturbed terrain.
Light grey clouded skies.
Soft breeze rustling the leaves.
and birds chirping from afar.
The undisturbed innocence of the morning mind
Helps in appreciating these little things of life.
Day 44
Intimidating pressures of the world,
Tire the innocence of the soul.
Uninterrupted flow of thoughts,
Disturb the calmness of the mind.
Looking up at the sky,
Seeking for simplicity of life.
Day 39
Excitedly hiding,
in the darkness of my room.
Penning down thoughts.
All cuddled up under warm layers & sheets.
Only wish for a kitten on the lap,
A stack of books,
And a jar of coffee beside me. *_*
Day 28
If only the mind had simple thoughts
Then life wouldn’t be in a troublesome state of affairs.
The greed and desires are many
They never seem to come to an end.
Utter helplessness leads to a fear
Of being consumed
by yet another cloud of dark sadness.
Day 27
Every fleeting moment a new idea.
A new desire.
A different feeling.
Racing mind.
Ever so restless.
Who are we really?
Ever-changing.
Day 24
Like drops of dew on a leaf.
And a soft breeze on the cheek.
You, with a smile of an angel.
Spread your wings of love.
– While here,
I carry a longing with a strong urge.
To intrude into the depths of your peaceful mind
and beautiful soul.
Nuraine Sadaf 