In my journey on Blogsville, I’ve come across many talented, young poets. One such poetess actually came across mine, and a friendship developed. She’s someone I’ve found wanting to learn more about poetry, and even asking me to help her out with that. She’s sweet, encouraging and a very enthusiastic blogger. When I asked her for a poem to share with my readers on a guest post, she wrote it that very same day and mailed me. I welcome my friend Kirti to my blog, and I hope you enjoy her poetry.
A bubble of joy,
on the crescent of my palm;
its pink innocence still intact,
saved from facade, saved from acts.
A thread of dreams
on the thorns of my life,
its unfrayed fibers still intact,
untouched by the cruelty of facts.
A pair of eyes
holding on to that thread of dreams,
gathering along those bubbles of joy,
searching truth amidst all decoys,
wetting lashes on finding a ploy.