Pratibha R DH is the author of middle-grade, fantasy, and paranormal crime novels. Poetry and penning down inspirational quotes is her other passion which she chooses to express with an aim to provide a deeper message and insight to her readers. She also loves to blog on topics such as mindfulness, spirituality, personal growth, and intentional living.
These days her mantra for living an empowered life comprises a one-hour daily pack of yoga, running, meditation, and morning pages. She loves to spend time with her family and generally be outdoors, taking a walk, or simply spending time with nature. Music, swimming, dance, and reading are her other passions.
I sat so merry in my abode
Loving hands around me
I dreamt of such glorious days
One day i would see
I remember the day I left
My room
I closed the door behind me
One quick look again
Then walked away
The room which would always remind me
The glorious days I had dreamt
I did merrily spent
How little did I then know
Life turns on a dime
My room is now not as it was
When I closed the door
Behind me
My room now is a prison
But not how one would invision
It is one of sorrow and grief
Sadness burns into the bare walls
I catch my breath
And weep
Why did thou'st doth betray?
The room which once embraced me
I ask with riddled heart
Jagged and torn
Which wicked riddles have I thus sought?
I sit still
I am now my room
No dreams as once before
I age before my open door
In my room long ago
I sat merrily in my loving abode
Loving hands did hold me
All gone
My room and myself
Now one
Two thrust to be together
Forever
Alone