Finding Me

The chattering sound of the rain
Awoke all the senses of her brain
The desire ,the passion,the love
And all that makes her a women
The desire, yearns for the unattainable  .
The passion, set her free,
The love, brought her back to life.
And all together she became Me.
I not only saw the rain
But felt it with all my veins
As every drop slid down on me
I looked at the sky
Being fully me.

Behind Lives

As I walk through the streets of life,

the roads were long and felt very narrow ,

the atmosphere suffocated all around.

People running behind their lives,

Some had a grip and

Some slipped a bit,

But none I saw sat behind.

High and ecstatic on a side,

Coats and bows were their pride.

Low and casual on the other side,

Kept their pace without leaving behind.

None had a choice

but to let life decide,

where to begin and

Where to explore.