Sonali’s dream — Whispers of a poet’s heart

If only I could slide

Between folds of time

Without disturbing anyone

Nor be disturbed myself

Just long enough and until

I could see, to know where

I best fit into lives of strangers

Friends and family and love

So I could slip on my true skin

Step out of my sorts as… just me. […]

Sonali’s dream — Whispers of a poet’s heart

10 Comments Add yours

  1. I’m glad you chose to share it and great picture too.

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    1. Sonali says:

      It was too good to not share and thank you 🙂

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      1. 😊 open to help you write anytime and it was my pleasure and your most welcome.

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      2. Sonali says:

        Thank you!

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  2. Valencia Aguiar says:

    Such an interesting thought- to know how others perceive you and where you stand in their lives!

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  3. Jokerswild says:

    To be that fly on the wall, that wild card among the shuffling deck of cards. To get in that comfortable place in line without disrupting the flow and letting anyone know your presence was there or gone. To know what piece of the puzzle you represent and where you can love and be appreciated. To get in where you can be you, just like you said…and be appreciated. I know the feeling.🌹

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    1. Sonali says:

      Clearly you do 🙂 Thank you.

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      1. Jokerswild says:

        Thank you lovely, this was beautiful.🌹

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      2. Sonali says:

        Thank you Roy ♥

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