World of words
She stays a captive in her own world,
adjacent to a sea of myriad words,
where waves of imaginations spray drops of life
on mundane shores of harsh realities,
and her thoughts flood over mind’s narrow confines,
yearning to touch all that exist beyond.
Her words mirror the luster of finest pearls
as she strings them together in delicate rhymes,
and align them neatly on barren sheets of paper,
lending them new heartbeats and lives,
as she coerce abstract thoughts from their womb,
and bring them to more tangible realms.
Yet, many look upon her words with disdain
demanding to know their worldly worth,
comparing her heart that just longs to be heard
with the hollow glitter of money and fame,
and relegate her words to paradigms of wasted ink,
even as they burn crystal bright in silent protest.
Her words like the wandering stars utter a sigh,
while they slowly fade from the midnight skies,
their beauty and sheen never admired by eyes,
because they were not fated to greet the morning light,
still they leave with a promise to shine more brightly
if they are born again the next night.
©2016 Anjana Vipin E