
This engaging & powerful 21 step self-exploration workbook will help tweens & teens discover their Dream, Create their path, and Activate their plan to achieve their goals while building a stronger relationship with their parent/mentor.
This engaging & powerful 21 step self-exploration workbook will help tweens & teens discover their Dream, Create their path, and Activate their plan to achieve their goals while building a stronger relationship with their parent/mentor.
Nature’s Poem Blooming Petals.. Of your whispering youth.. Dare the poet inside me.. To capture the.. Lyrical essence.. Of their silent beauty.. In my faltering words! Tell me, how can I.. Script the image of The ethereal elegance.. Of your young smile.. Choreographed by.. The drunken
A Work of Art… In Perpetual Progress A distant whistle.. From a mischievous Bird of morning.. Wakes-up the naked night.. From an un-finished dream! As we two also… Are jolted half-way through… Our seemingly… Eternal dream-slumber… Fused in each other’s arms! Dimly smiling moon. sports
Music and Lyrics My life sacrificed my heart, To the dancing poetry Of your musical limbs, At a breath-taking turn, Lapsed into a lush green dream! Beats of my heart Burst into the songs, Of a burning passion, Dying to team-up their rhythm With the ensemble
Once upon a time, My young life was Smitten with a budding dream To spend her entire course, Nestled in the warm shadows Of your fragrant breath!
A Floating Dream Notes of love, were dancing On the lips Of sleepless stars.. The moon was floating Like a molten dream In the damp eyes Of a monsoon night! Suddenly I was drunk With fragrance of a Dreaming rose Flirting with The misty eyed
The Wandering Kite “I am just a dream Don’t you chase me Like a wandering kite Chasing a fugitive wind” My love struggled To caution me! ” I am really a kite In the hands of The destiny” Answered my eyes, “Trying to weave A smiling flower
A Honeymoon to Die for A rainbow of dreams Floats merrily, Glistening on The river of my life Night.. like a lonely moth, Hovers endlessly Around the surreal flame Of my dream-life The first ray of dawn Wakes-up my dream Molten in the arms of
A Wandering Pain A walking piece Of surreal music, You haunted lanes And by-lanes of Countless souls! Like piece of a Floating dream Breath of our life Gasped for the Magic of your notes! No wonder, death too Like a smitten fan, Carried you On
Coming Back To Life The sky is gazing At dark eyed clouds, Cynically smiling Behind star-lit tears! Why don’t you come back To my life once again, And tickle the shackles Of my silent cynicism Into a garden of giggles? Cup of my life, Is brimming With