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. […]…

From Suffocation to Contentment

Suffocating it was, to not be able to say what I really wanted you to know. Maddening it was, to keep pretending to be okay with everything. Relieved I am, when on the second day, I told you that I need time. Content I am, now that you know, exactly what I want and need….