"Some days when I am able to pick a pen and write, I know I have been blessed."~Savita

Welcome to my blog. In my quiet hours I seek to touch the depth of myself and my surroundings. My thoughts that take form of poetry are just the scratches on the surface of life as it reveals to me. Wrapped in a delicate veil of symbolism and ambiguity these verses and expressions also fulfill my desire to share a bit of my self with others. I hope reading them would be as enjoyable for you as writing them has been for me.

Thursday, February 3, 2011

Invitation














To say that I do not get hurt is to say that I am not human
To say that I do not feel your pain is to say that some invisible thread does not connect you and me
To say that I am mysterious, that you know nothing about me is to say that you really have never tried to know me
I may not be an open book but I have pages waiting to be read.
To say that I have no time is to say- I have no desire or inclination to be with you.
To say that I don’t understand you or I am not at ease with you is to say that I am not willing to come out of my comfort zone-
Still if you knock on my door I would greet you with a silent smile.
My silence is unimposing and my smile is an invitation
Come! Let us find some thing to share about even in silence.

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