I travel through the Dense woods of the heart Every season, Sometimes I find warm canopy of love But as I walk few miles further, My skin gets covered by teary snowflakes, Sometimes I find raining tears And petrichor of memories Covering the air like a theatre! I see some folks frozen in the past, I see some folks cherishing spring In this present moment, I see some folks swimming through the Illusionary storms of their head for the future. I'm a poet, I'm a traveller. I travel through the lanes of emotion And click pictures through my heart And print them with colours of poetry. Participate in the #rapidfire and write a poem that takes the reader from one place to another. #atravellingpoem My favourite entries posted before 10 pm IST will be highlighted tomorrow. #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba