LIVE BY CHOICE NOT BY CHANCE!!!!

Wandering thoughts in mind arise,
Soft as tears behind tired eyes.
They speak of moments left behind,
Of words unsaid, of hearts once kind.

A face returns I used to know,
A laugh that fades like melting snow.
A quiet ache, a longing deep,
That wakes me gently from my sleep.

They whisper things I try to hide,
Old fears, lost dreams, and wounded pride.
They stir the soul, they touch the past,
Like echoes that were meant to last.

Why do they come when night is near?
Why do they bloom when no one’s here?
Perhaps they know what I won’t say—
That I still miss someone each day.

But in their path, a light I find,
A strength that grows from broken mind.
For every thought, both dark and kind,
Leaves a lesson, softly signed.

So let them stay or let them go,
Like rivers that must always flow.
They shape my heart, they help me see,
The depth of who I’ve come to be.

@nandasagec MANISHA NANDAN