The independent she who loves life
She stared at the empty frame, a replica of void in her life. Her loved ones whom she had given her all had robbed her of all hues. She was a blank canvas awaiting a splash of colours. But she swathed herself in pink and purple blossoms that lent her hope and new shades of… Continue reading Twittering Tales#109-6
A plan, Woven on dreams, A life manifesto, It was against the protocol, Now gone. Via: https://wp.me/p4fJkz-vz
The murals told the tales of distant past long gone .Men then fought and killed each other. All glory laid to dust. The myriad figures stand alone. But the story has not changed. Men still keep on fighting and killing each other. And the stony walls blood washed shine anew. (272 characters) Via: https://wp.me/p2ZDNi-4SZ
Aeons ago, What happened, Then it mattered. And now, It is a faint memory, Consigned to a dark corner, A relic! It's facade swathed with sheaths, Sheaths of new memories, Myriad feelings, Cobwebbed and meshed. As I blow away the dust of memories, I gasp and choke. But those years remain a distant blur, I… Continue reading My timeline
She stood by the window, Gazing at the blue sky above, Her fingers deftly knitted the blue cardigan, And her mind’s eye weaved her dreams, Dreams of the baby in blue. She caressed her stomach bloated big , And reassured the tiny life inside, It was a part of her being, A slice of her… Continue reading A mother’s tale
The lion roared, The dragons sleighed, Batoned down by a superhero And all seen over a pan fried pizza.😀😀
You leave pieces of yourself, Scattered everywhere you frequent. And your memories are suspended in time, Every life that you have brushed up against, Now lives with an imprint of you trapped in their mind. Time may change you, But your memory will forever remain the same. It's like leaving each place that you have… Continue reading Shadows have remained
