Little Time of My Own

A moment with thyself, a moment to peep into one's soul;
Is therapeutic and a want that indeed grows.
A glass of wine in a lonely night, a quiet room and some space to gaze in the past.
Relaxing and unwinding - to peep into the moments and reliving your life!

Reminiscing the good old days- time spent with friends, contemplating with ones' self.
The challenges you faced bravely- the battles you fought with fear. 
Flashback of memories hovering in your mind, bringing to light the glimpses of your life.

The hustle-bustle, the duties and responsibilities makes you miss some important facets.
Just need sometime with myself to relive and cherish what I had!
Being alone to think deeply and talk with myself, is a luxury which is long lost.

A space to feel oneself, a moment to celebrate the life well spent. Cherishing and celebrating own self without the consent of others is something which is hard to cater to and just requires time with self and a space to call your own.

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