For a New Beginning

Things for me start here, In the very beauty of a blank white page To the dark sky of glittering stars And in between the ladder of tiny surprises. The watercolour paintings which gave me joy, The little piggy bank which sparkled my eye, The fragrant roses that filled my courtyard, The newspaper cuttings I saved. The music of the rain and the smell of soil, The small scribblings i made The bag of toys I preserved The trophies I won by singing and dancing. The beauty in these little things Filled me with joy Or it meant the world to me Those innocent things kept me going. But when my brain started thinking higher I was caught,in building up my dreams High targets,goals,aim and what not Trying to be a girl with goals was fantabulous . The spirit I had,the courage I pursued The high level of aura that I received We're the most drastic forces I had And I was running towards my dream. And finally I am exhausted, My dreams still leave in me;powerfully But somewhere I missed the happy me Who admired the beauty of small things. In and out notions were flowing And all I need is to be back, To feel the cool breeze, To enjoy the smell of soil after first rain. To rediscover me ,to revive me In all those little happiness that made me. And realise that is a beginning in Each ending,where your dreams are refueled