Faded Thought
Published in
Apr 7, 2024
Often it happens,
A thought in my psyche
Drifting in the shadows,
Weaving silences,
Lights up like a firefly.
It sparkles vaguely,
With a gust of wind
Gets misplaced in the mind,
And I am left chasing after it.
Perhaps at another time it will happen,
The same thought that once was faint,
Will flash in my head again.
Though this time as a sculptor
It could give a form to my feelings,
And complete the dialogue
I have always wanted to have.
© 2024 Sarika S
