Doing the daily things, The hours go by. The days go by. The weeks go by. The months go by. The years go by. And then one day, I wake up from the stupefied slumber, Hair all tousselled, Eyes sleep puffed, And mind in inertia. I wake up, And ask myself aloud, A litany of… Continue reading A Question
Tag: Feminism
An ode to Life
Life is an open book, A melange of experiences, I open it in nostalgia, Turning the leaves with love, Longing for time that has gone by, But, I live in the present, Treasuring it with love, For it is going to hold me by.
Tuesday Trail#18 February,2020
You have loved every piece of their heart but now it's time to love your own.
A soft whisper
A soft whisper, It tells that you are special, That you are one of a kind. It tells you to listen to your heart, And follow your soul. It sways you with your minds ramblings, Urging you to meander with its flow. You will ride the surf, And tame the tides. With the world at… Continue reading A soft whisper
A Change
Change came at me like a deluge, Without any forewarning, My world was tilted off its axis. And it seemed that, I had to learn everything about myself anew. The stormy clouds, They gathered in the horizon of my thoughts. The raging storm had grabbed my soul, And shaken everything from within. I would have… Continue reading A Change
An ode to Love
Love is in the air. I smell a subtle sweet aroma all around. It tingles my senses, A blissful ecstasy induced. All the malice, All the ill will vanishes, All hard feelings bite dust. I want to bury all the hatchets, I want to start anew. I want to celebrate love, But not the usual… Continue reading An ode to Love
Lives that will last
Our lives, They are linked across space and time, Connected by destiny, That echoes through the ages. Each life, A reflection of the last that you have lived, You may not go on forever, But your voices does. As time flies, It may become quiet, But is never forgotten, For, The truth that it carries,… Continue reading Lives that will last
Letting go
I held onto things tight, Never letting go of it, even if my fingers hurt, Letting go of it, I would be losing a piece of my soul, Turning into a person unknown. But, A cataclysm, I set it all free, My heart filled with incandescent hope, I took solace in fleeting joy, That taught… Continue reading Letting go
Tuesday Trail#2,11 February,2020
Dream with your eyes closed. Live your dreams with your eyes open.
Heartbreak
Like a moth to a flame, She threw herself at heartbreak, She never lost hope, And kept on trying again and again. But the world thought her foolish, As she never seemed to learn, That how could she save him, Who was convinced, That he should burn.
