Sunday, 28 August 2016


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    the mystic colors and stars,
    the sparkles of my eyes
    reflecting; numerous globules
twinkling; endless milky way surges
fears and qualms; where do we belong?

from one dot to another
we move without directions;
the infant eyes wander
with mysterious wonder;
a more mature insight
fears, doubts, and dither;
 zero gravity?

so long as the colors of my eyes,
in my eyes, reflects all around me,
I may stagger, but I’ll stay;
stay to explore…


  1. Whistles!! ❤💜 This is absolutely exquisite writing, Sreeja :D I love how you open with 'fears and qualms; where do we belong?' no doubt we stagger, and sometimes fall before we discover our footing as you have so wisely stated near the end. Love the ray of hope. Beautifully penned. Thank you so much for participating at Prompt Nights and for your constant love and support ❤💜

    Lots of love,

  2. Ah..a real conscience raiser!Beautifully penned, Sreeja.

  3. Indeed: what do we really know except for the dots we have accumulated, and yes there is more out there so stay

    much love...

  4. As a child life extends endlessly into the future, as we get older we realize how short it is. Explore it while you can.

  5. an amazing journey from the outer to the inner....this reminds me of a Tagore song, i recently translated...

  6. brilliantly painted with mesmerizing words
    with depth and beauty

  7. Sometimes we need to rest our eyes and pause our journey but hope there is always something good to see ahead - a wise poem

  8. Amazing journey. Thank you for sharing

  9. I, too, shall stay... and delight in what is born out of the colors of her eyes.

  10. I may stagger, but I will never NOT be amazed by all around me. Wonderful piece :D XXX

  11. Your last lines truly sum up the journey we take " I may stagger, but I’ll stay;
    stay to explore…" In spite of difficulties and mystery we want to know more :-) Enjoyed this very much.