Reaching Out

This morning had me organizing my inbox when I found this poem I had written in October 2006. This happens very often when I look through my old stuff- look for something and you find something else. Fortunately this one had me feeling like a trophy winner!

I don't remember the exact mood or moment when I must have written this...but it does reflect some shades of fear. Fear of something afar, fear of something slipping away. Today I smile, and as everything surrounding this poem continues to evade me, I wonder if I made the journey to what, at that time, seemed- so far away.

Reaching Out


I can see my rainbow even in the dark

But today I fear i might not reach that far

Its far..so far away

I'm trying to be the face in the mirror
Who knew this part would be the toughest to play

I dig myself to pour me out

To cast myself in the earthly ways

But today i fear i might not reach that far

Its far...so far away

Two paths, too near, to wash out my fear,

To take me away from a cage of peers,

Bring in some tears to fill in my heart

Reach out to those who will now part

But today I fear I might not reach that far

Its far...so far away

© Snigdha Manchanda Binjola