Thursday, May 2, 2019

Ode to the dreams of a child

Ode to the dreams of a child. When I was small , new to this beautiful world walking holding my father's hand. I always thought this is my beautiful world. The world would always be this beautiful. There was peace contentment n happiness around me. No tears no sadness . My little world was lost in beautiful fairy tales. But the day I was brutally shaken from my beautiful world. I saw the ugly world. Every time I was made to see something more uglier than before, I longed for that dream like quality of life. I grew stronger , life grew tougher but the day I met that little orphan. I  saw a life more uglier. Where did the dreams go. Why were the fairy tales never come true. There was nothing more heartbreaking than the illusion of love n the breaking of illusions. Yet the little one grew up forgetting the childhood where did her childhood go? Lost in the adversities of life. Where did her smile go? Lost in the maze called experiences. Yet she lives on waiting for life to take her to new experiences. When I turned to the creator broken n spent. He smiled gave me his hand n said " come to me my child" I tested u enough😊

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