The tears of a phoenix heal the wounds, but can those tears mean something more?
I wrote this haiku with a very different idea but on second thoughts, I can see this one meaning different things for different people.
Giving way to the stone hindering your path, you changed your route, despite all power. Oh Water! I feel just like you: forced to mould with many a scar.
When it comes to your calling, logic doesn’t work straight. These lines are dedicated to my calling for the written word ❤
After my prior failed attempt to write a haiku, I gathered some courage to give it another go. Do share what you all think of it!
A little attempt to sprinkle the shades of rainbow over my deepest emotions for him ❤
I wrote this poem as a gift to my Mom, who celebrated her birthday a couple of days back. Happy birthday, Mumma!
As we grow up, our surroundings grow up too. We spend each day barely thinking about the previous one and then one fine day, we wake up to find that everything is changed and the future we dreamt of is now our present, in ways both happy and sad.
I lost my paternal grandparents a few years back and this poem is dedicated to one of my favourite childhood memories with them.
I went to see a friend today and ended up noticing the lit windows of the buildings on my way. The thought that behind every window is probably a person with a life as complex as my own moved me and I had to write it down, so I did. The word for this realisationContinue reading “City lights”