A Thought…

Lost in my thoughts, thinking here I sit
A desire to carve those beautiful memories, in words that fit
Right is the time, the moment and the episodes of memory are bittersweet
But still searching the start, the words I need are yet to click

Bag full of old memories, both happy and sad
Where to start is the question, is it with Mom or with Dad
Is it when I was born or should be the one when I first time ran
All are mere phases of life, but beneath lies Gods dreams, his creative plan

Smile on my face, eyes filled with joyous tears is what I have
No words to pen for what you gave or from what I have
Want to say, want to write, the feeling within my heart I save
In your debt, I am, lifelong, for the love and culture you gave

Lost in the thoughts, thinking here I sit
A desire to carve those beautiful memories, in words that fit……

Reviews

[Priyanshi]

Its exactly the truth......that when we sit to write something our mind is so confused.So true.

[Kaushal Shah]

Thanks Priyanshi! I'm sure many out there feel the same and are still looking the right way to express.

[Jessica Lima]

This is truly beautiful! Trying to translate our thoughts into words always give us pause no? Where to start? very relatable.

[Kaushal Shah]

Thank you!
Yes, its different to pen what you feel in words than to say it loud.