Jan 27, 2012


REBECCA got created here: REBECCA

There were times I drew myself,
Tried to give a figure to my thin thoughts,
Everything was so detached,
I was unable to view my instance in mirrored lots!

Who was I and how did I appear?
Questions which struck me days apart!

Convinced with how you feel,
Left with how you see,
I had nothing of my own to be.

I was just your creation with no creativity in me!

Still with unopened eyes I lie,
As I free myself to die,
To die and renew!
Rebecca shapes herself with her ashes strewed!!!

Happy Words: A1

This was a happy transition. I named my blog "Finding Words", and the next moment I realized that I am trying to make an effo...