The lost dream in my eyes

I always sought perfection
Looking for expertise with effortless suction.
Couldn’t accept or bear a flaw or a flawed being,
As if I was the ring master of the circus ring.
With my mastery over feeling superior above all,
I entered into wedlock to have the best from me for all.
As luck would have it,destiny shook me to the core,
My baby wasn’t the epitome and it left me sore.
But he taught me lessons of humility which I had tossed
And made me see the beautiful hearts beneath the scars.
The lost dream in my eyes now lives in me as a whole,
Earlier I was just the beautiful body,
Now I am an evolving humane soul.

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About Nalini Srivastava

I am an Indian.I write to let go of myself.It is my catharsis.My biggest inspiration is my son and every passing moment of life.I am a teacher by profession and the way I love to write ,I love to teach.With my one solo poetry book already published "Feminine Musings" hope many more will see the light.

6 thoughts on “The lost dream in my eyes

  1. VijayNair

    ”Lessons of Humility” leaned in the manner of Coleridge’s Ancient Mariner. An exquisite poem.


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