And I sing to the rain
When everything seems clouded
I pour myself a cup of pain
And pull myself together again
I whisper into the hollow
When no one seems to care
About all the lost words in the valley
and pull myself together again
I wage a war on numbness
When nothing seems to find me
I travel all the way
To find myself together again
I write to the stranger in the woods
When the fountain ink is leaking
Write those letters so full of me
To pull myself together again
About Me
- Mannsa Reddi
- I am my own confinement and sense of freedom. Who am I is the quest and the result is a life lived in finding answers. I am constantly overwhelmed by my curiosity. I am always in pursuit, on the verge of arriving at that one big answer that can simplify my life. I am sucker for good food, great conversations and exclamation marks( when i type out, I mean). At the end of it all, I am a woman still incomplete.
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
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I agree that one has to reinvent oneself every now and then otherwise life becomes stale - When everything is going smooth no one wants to change because they are under the influence of something right happening and are unware of what else they could do ........
It is during the glory of ones success that one should think of improvising or finding alternates in order to keep her/him fresh and energetic
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