Poetry

The Woman of My Dreams

I wonder sometimes…….

If I ever would be, The Woman of My Dreams

Whose face reflects the journey of her life

Whose hard lines on the face are just not age

Whose speech of wisdom is more than just words…….

…..each one growing from the shafts of her not so ordinary experiences

 

Having learnt the art of being a woman with time….

Learnt to get transformed from being a daughter……..

…….to a spouse and a mother.

 

With her learning journey , she is nothing but ordinary

This journey would be ongoing till the last remnants of her breath……

…each bit  of which , dedicated to  everyone but herself.

 

She contains multitude.

She has her own tale to tell.

 

I often wonder ….

Does she really exist?

The woman of my dreams !!!!

 

I presume she exists everywhere…

In bits and pieces

In each one of us…..

The Woman of My Dreams!

 

                                                           ~Ritcha Chaturvedi 

                                                        Lucknow, India

6 Comments

  1. Thought provoking Ritcha!

    • Thoughtful depiction of ideas and aspirations of a woman, beautifully written. A woman who is trying to find herself and her identity in this mundane world. Keep up the good work hoping to get more such creations from you.

  2. It’s beautiful!

  3. Thoughtful depiction of a woman who is trying to find herself and her identity in the mundane world. Keep up the good work hoping to get more such creations from you.

  4. Lovely. I think we all have lived at some phase of life, like woman we dream to be. Those phases may be of short duration due to certain limitations.