A distorted vision I find
Memories golden, rose tinted sea
colors of various intensity,
Images flit through my fickle mind.
With words, pauses and random rhymes;
I paint them in various hues,
Wayward thoughts, rants and dreams.
A poetess? A writer? Confusion reigns!
Everyday I am born anew 🙂
P.S: I had this in my profile for long.. as “about me” on this blogger.. just updated it into a verse 🙂