An Ode to my Father

This is a repost. I had written this last year but I happened to read it and I want to share it once again for it is close to my heart.💕💕 My Father, My best friend! My unswerving teacher, You taught me with love, All that I know. You taught me life, Taught me to…

As it soared high

A soul soared high, Bonds broken, An Ariel free, It waltzed to the notes, Its own. And denizens below, It watched them, Faces seen, Aeons ago, Now saying kind words, No longer in a surly tone. Maybe! They were glad to see it go. Goodies passed, Tables laid in bountiful, Dainty linen, Shining cutlery on…

Lohri(a haiku)

Today is the festival of Lohri in North India. Sitting in the biting chill besides the bonfires,basking in its warmth and revelling in the love of our dear ones. Crimson ember sparks, The wintry haze shuddering, As new hopes dazzled.

A wedding ( a Limerick)

It's the season of weddings. The media is splashed with celebrity wedding pictures as we gape in awe at the couture costumes and dreamy sequences, a page out of another world. We dream and conjure of living that glam dream. But mundane people like me can only look from afar and watch the hoopla with…

The Magic

A palette of colours, Splash of life, Dabbled on a canvas. And then, The colours of nature, Myriad hues, They dazzle in dark. Distant lights, Luminous and proud, And the silvery crescent, Adorning the dark canvas. It's all magic! Beauty is right before me, I just need the eyes to see it.

Word of the Day Challenge -Kin ( a haiku)

Akin to my kin, But not in our heart and soul, It's all a charade. Via : https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2018/11/08/kin/

Happy Diwali

New beginnings, New hopes, New dreams to unfold! As you light up myriad lights, Their luminiscence sparkles in your eyes, As you aspire to tread on paths, Where you feared to tread. The incandescent glow, It lights your way in dark. Come what may, You know you will find your way. You got lost in…

As I fast… A haiku

A fuzzy mind swoons, But not a morsel of food, Still a serene smile.

If tomorrow will come

As I stand at the cusp, I pause and think. What had gone by, Its kaleidoscope whirred in mind's eye. Those buried dreams,those inane desires, Those silly joys, Long gone and dead, Now get a whiff of life, Make tarried movements, As they rouse from their hoary slumber. I reminisce our camaraderie, How we wove…

What people do-a cinquain

A jibe, Thought-out, And sharp so to hurt loud, Masked in innocence affected, I smile.