Dear Diary,
What should I tell your empty pages?
Those creamy textured sheets, untouched… yet.
Should I wait for an inspiration…
To have beautiful flowers grow on you
Soft animals running around
Playing peek-a-boo
Tall buildings with firefly lights
Pretty people walking by
In fabulous clothes and high heels
Childhood memories of the games I played
Summer holidays and paper planes
Making rainbows with prisms
Or should I fill you up with
Word upon word of angst and resentment
Of fading dreams and emerging fears
Should I soil your pages with these dirty thoughts
Just so I could have a clean mind?
It is for this, dear diary,
You still sleep in the blanket of dust…
I’ll wake you with colours someday.
6 comments:
I hope you wake them all one fine day with a riot of colors...happy oranges, yellows and pinks :)
nice one...can totally identify with it...
thanks nemo.. guess i shd keep my crayons ready :)
i love to have empty notebooks
Man, u just hit the nail on my head :)
so true.
Beautifully written Shivani...
Beautiful! You should write more often and then illustrate them!
"Whatever write you may,
Colour me bright and gay.
Where ever I may now lay,
I am always yours anyway.
So do wake me up some day,
Sweeping my blanket away."
- your Diary.
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