Reflections
One after the other,
They keep on crossing 
The pathways in her mind,
A few of them lurking in
a corner somewhere.
These memories of her
lonely childhood 
Play havoc sometimes,
Yet they bring in
appreciation for those
Who have enriched her
life 
With their love n care,
Whose presence have made
a difference.
At times she reflects on
those moments of sheer frustration 
When she used to tear,
her dreams turned into ashes 
In the furnace of
relationships and responsibilities.
A young girl with tears
of disappointment with herself
And loads of grievances
for all those around her.
Reflecting back, that
little girl 
Has come so far, still a
little girl may be
But a lot more happier
Not only with herself 
But also reconciled with
the shadows and sun around.
-Vinita Surana 

 
 
 
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