Her eyes were a shade of grayish blue tonight
Like a cloudy sky on a melancholy evening.
Tears lingered on the edges of those skies
like heavy clouds filled to the brink with rain
Yet never falling,
Glittering like the ocean in the moonlight,
With a towel tied around his neck
Like a cape, he flew.
He fought the monster he read about
In fairy tales, when he was feeling blue.
He rode his imaginary horse and waved
His wooden sword like a white knight.
He was going to be a hero, a savior,
He was going to fight for what’s right.
This morning I woke up So full of joy
Yet feeling so light, almost weightless,
Flowing in the air unmoored from the floor
like a feather or pollen or music or perfume.
Surrounded by chaos and precariousness
Yet so perfectly at peace
At the thought of seeing you soon,
At the thought of returning home to you.
My post “Reflections in Lake Pichola, Udaipur” in response to last week’s Photo Challenge “Reflecting ” was so well-received that I decided to do another post with a series of pictures from Udaipur for this week’s photo Challenge “Heritage”
As she walked with confident steps
Towards the life she wanted,
Looking poised and prepared to the world,
Her mind was cluttered with muddled thoughts.
A gradual qualm had taken over her,
Does the end always justify the means?
She visioned it happening differently,
And what if the life she wanted
Is not really the life that is good for her?
Udaipur, a city of lakes, situated in the state of Rajasthan, in western India. It is also referred to as the Venice of East. I have not yet been to Venice so I can’t confirm the comparison, but I can tell you this, It’s a beautiful city, full of art, culture, forts and lakes.
I went there a few moths ago with my psychotic friend, she is completely nuts but she is a dear friend and very often my partner in crime. We just picked up our bags and decided to go to Udaipur, no hotel bookings. Continue reading “Reflections In Lake Pichola, Udaipur”