As the clouds pass by
A thousand thoughts fly
across my convoluted mind
words unsaid,
emotions unexpressed,
whitewashed dreams,
forming familiar patterns
teaching another lesson ,
Time can heal life
They smile down at me,
the clouds that are passing by.
Time does heal. An old saying, but you made it new again.
So serene..isnt it? 🙂
Whitewashed dreams.. hmm, like it.. you know.. when clouds pass by and leave a clear sky behind, all that is left is another new whiteboard where we have to form new dreams.
🙂
~Punam
nice poem
Time can heal life,,,,how true:)
Nice poem. Arent clouds a great inspiration? The shapes they assume..rather..make us assume, inspire so many lovely words…
Beautiful poem, enjoyed it 🙂
inspiring poem… esp. this>>
"teaching another lesson ,
Time can heal life"
that was an awsome poem dear xxxx