It started with a pair of shoes that Grishma and I doodled on, and is slowly blowing out of proportion! More pictures soon :)
Thursday, May 05, 2011
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
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.