Saturday, July 4, 2015


A time comes for everything
Riding on a unicorn.
A time for shedding old skin
Rough and worn out
Akin to a snake’s molting.
I happily shed my thoughts
Hindering my growth
And breathe in a new skin.
The old skin, a victim of naivety
Blissfully gives way to a brand new one
Ushering in healing..
Lessons  learnt are imbibed
And wounds anointed happily
Even as scars fade slowly.
Rejuvenated and afresh
I morph into a new soul
Even as my humane core remains timeless

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