The power of pink, A cynosure so brazen, Yet love radiates. A very Happy Women's Day to all of you. A salute to the Pink Brigade.
You leave pieces of yourself, Scattered everywhere you frequent. And your memories are suspended in time. Lives that you have brushed up against, Now live with an imprint of you, Firmly trapped in their mind. Time may change you, But your memory not. You leave the steps in the sands of time, And you come… Continue reading Shadows
She lived in an ivory castle Walls lined pink, And sky blue. Its wide expanse, Laced with a mystical beauty. Air fragrant, It blew with melodies profound. The sun shone, A luminous white all around. She sat there happy, She lived weaving dreams, Dreams of life to unfold. She looked high and low, Searching for… Continue reading Ivory Castle
My poetry handlettered by the brilliant Hannah Vizcarra, etredanslalune on Instagram ( https://instagram.com/etredanslalune__?utm_source=ig_profile_share&igshid=irzkkldys28t)
When life turns, It shows you the way, Paths untread, Now familiar, What was, Now no more. Milestones by the side, Whizzing by. And you move on, Lands blurring by, People in transit, And you, You just move on. A utopian quest, Seeking a cache bountiful, Finding a cloistered niche, Just to rest in solace!… Continue reading As Life turns
An ode to chocolate with this double haiku A silky repreive, That deep burst so ecelectic, A pure ecstasy! Banishing my blues, Soothing my inner tempest Leaving tranquil trail!
In response to this week's challenge by Colleen,my words are Time and Love. And my Haiku is: Ebb of time so more, Hearts still beating in tandem, Love surfs through travails. Via: https://colleenchesebro.com/2019/02/05/colleens-2019-weekly-tanka-tuesday-poetry-challenge-no-122/
My heart, They peer into And see the hues that bleed, And incandescent hope undimmed, I shine.
When people take you for granted and you don't realise it! You are good ,selfless and kind. You think for them before considering yourselves. But they just forget you. Obliterating you from their minds, rough- shodding you and simply discarding once the purpose is served. When you see through them,lot of water has flown under… Continue reading Saturday Surmise
The star shaped cookie was an amalgam of all latent dreams. She wished to shine like those bright stars on dark skies. And the heart shaped ones were a cache of her love for the diaspora around. The vanilla essence fired up a luscious aroma as she rolled out myriad shapes. (274 characters) Via: https://wp.me/p2ZDNi-53d