Anxiety

Get me some killing words

 Good enough to be drugs

That could freeze my heart

 As anxiety is carving out

Breathe away from my soul




Image courtesy: healthycrunch

Children

Chirpy voices that makes home lively

Holders of baton of future for parents

Instruments that play rhythm of life

Lake of innocence that charms hearts

Dream of ten months, colors of a lifetime

Regarded as gift from god, to care and love  

Eagerly waits to grow up to be like their idols

Names to rely on when age slows down the senses  

Written on prompt # children to participate in bridgetchumbley blog carnival. Visit to check out others creative writings. Thanks :) to  randomthoughtz for this lovely image.