Meetika Srivastava Poems
Neva really thought of myself without my dreams….neva really found myself alone cuz my dreams were always there to stand by and hold me.
I dream not to move but to glide; I dream not to swim but to dive,
On the sands of time, my dreams are noth’ng but mirages of scintillating passions of mine!
Dreams Oh! Dreams you stay by whilst I toil, crawl and cry …through thicks & thins and testing times. Whether I shimmer or go dimmer…. In the wake of every little or mightier inhibition, there’s a promise I hold so dear to always endeavour to realise my visions and aspirations only...
Life is a journey.....some are running...some walking...some crawling.
Life is worth living if only you feel that way.
Life is like Shylock-'always it demands'.
IN short life is Lasting: only when you consider it's worth.
Infinity : only when the boundaries are undefined.