Torn Page

There is something surreal about a torn page

There is glimmering desire in a messy space,

There is unspoken praise about being lost in thoughts

And there is raw passion in a mind that is filled with imaginative chaos!

So let the torn page be by itself, independent yet alone

Let the space be messy, for perfection is its flaw and its beauty unknown

Let her be lost enough so that she may find new ways

And let the mind brew enough chaos so that she may bend all odds while walking on the bricks of dreams she lays…