I am an angel....

an angel who doesnt know to fly... who is scared to spread her wings...     

A baby at heart....demanding  yet loving ...

who trusts what she sees...still senses what she doesnt see...  

who gets hurt easily and cries herself to sleep...

yet all it takes to wipe away the tears and pain is a warm smile and a loving hug from her  beloved ones...

A child ... who has lost her lucky charm... one who hopes to find it someday somewhere...

A mirror at times... just reflecting the image in front...

A tear sometimes... that flows from ur heart... capable of washing away the pain...

A lake... of love..  deep enough to drown in..

A fairy... who knows not to use her charms... still longs to bless the ones close to her...

A thorn sometimes.. potent just enough to draw blood and hurt... but never kill...

A scorpion.. that stings when crossed...

A wounded soul... who knows not the cure to heal herself...

I  am a woman...

Strong enough to suffocate with love and passion.. gentle enough to nurture with warmth and care.. turn around and u will see me... everywhere..

An email i receivd prompted this post.. the mail ws this..

who r u ?
what r u doing ?
where r u ?

Hope this post satisfies my fellow ilander  ;-)