Echoes of soul

Her brown eyes, holding a galaxy of wisdom,

Once twinkled with impish delight, a mischievous whim.

Her heart, a melody from a forgotten era's embrace,

Filled with warmth and nostalgia.

Life's tapestry unfolds, a bittersweet display, 

Threads woven with laughter and tears through each day.

A kaleidoscope of stories whispered through the years,

Of youthful dreams and lessons, conquering doubts and fears.

Though time has dimmed the sparkle that danced in her gaze,

A knowing smile still lingers, a wisdom that stays.

Wrinkles map her journey, laughter lines a guiding star,

Though storms may come and go, her spirit stands serene. 

Her voice, a soothing murmur, whispers tales untold,

A legacy of laughter, more precious than gold.

-Deepika

STORM OF UNSPOKEN

A storm in my head,

a hurricane of emotions in my heart,

I wear a smile, a mask for all to see.

But can these tempests ever truly part?

I feed the fine, the feeling burnt so bright,

with every passing day, they take their toll.

Will there ever be a hand to hold me tight,

a listening ear to soothe a troubled soul?

There must be another way, a path unseen. 

To breathe through the chaos and find a steady place.

I'll keep on searching, writing,

for calmer waters, a brighter, sunlit space

-Deepika