I look back in time to see a
tiny shadow caper around,
up to her frivolous antics.
Her cherubic smile
complements her vivacious spirit.
She embraces mirth in
life’s tiny delights,
living each moment,
without a care of being judged.
Complacent and forgiving by nature
she is unafraid to explore.
For, she is a bohemian soul.
Today, I look at my shadow.
Its all grown and groomed,
cast in the societal mould.
Always on tenterhooks ,
worrying, has become a way of life.
The labyrinth of emotional complexities
Frowns have replaced my smiles
sadly, I define my own limitations.
I just exist, forgetting to live.
Why and when did I estrange myself
from my once effervescent self?
I know not…
But, I guess its never too late,
to reconnect with my inner child,
to kindle that lost spark.
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