Creative Musings

"I wish Daddy there weren't always problems to solve and people to please, I wish there were moments that could be mine to grieve, to heal, to be just me. I wish life gave us a second chance to be together and undo all this pain,  I wish Daddy I could be your little girl again...." Grief has many shades I believe - it can be shiny, glistening white; it can be dark and somber black and more often than not it's a looming grey- the grey being the most overbearing- a hue that engulfs your heart and mind at all times like that cloud in the sky that threatens but doesn't rain. It strikes your mind in flashes and with a thunderous clap, it overpowers all that is around you in that moment. It silences and deafens, it shocks and stuns. This grey in all its broody expanse has consumed my spirit at the moment as I struggle for answers within and outside.  My father - my unassuming mentor. my inspiration and my confidante, passed on to anot...

" There I sat l ooking out for the rain that didn’t fall, Listening for the birds that didn’t chirp, Waiting for the letter that didn’t arrive. There I sat pining for the love I could never have, Craving for the passion I could not rouse, Longing for the life I could not live. There I wept alone and forlorn, Regretting fate's chances that had passed me by, Remembering those who had too soon said goodbye! There I sat for infinity with closed eyes, Tiny cascading droplets caressing my cheeks, Taking me by sweet surprise! There I sat with a smile touching my lips, Humming in my ears, tickling my soul, Feeling the love within, making it mine!" I have attempted a poem after ages....I know it comes across as very amateurish but I wanted to pen it down nevertheless...who knows when the next spark of inspiration will strike or if it ever will.....of course I hope it opens a Pandora's box and I can improve on this in the coming d...