Posthumously
Did you miss me today? You wrote with sadness, the ink red, Do you remember the last time when we spoke? We were alone in a crowd, Our eyes spelt what the weather portrayed, Downcast, clouds a little… Read More
When Talking About It…
Talk about it like it is something of irrelevance, Because each time you make it relevant, you give rise to fear. Talk about it like it is a hurdle you have to cross, To reach that nirvana that… Read More
Nothingness
Out of nothingness came that speck of hope, That light that everyone tries to find at the end of a tunnel, I, at the least was the master of my fate, though I must say that, It was… Read More
It Is Now A Tomorrow’s World!
How would you envisage life in a year or so? One of awakened senses? Perhaps with the dawn of light, An enlightening of the soul. . The rays of the Sun trickle through tall, sturdy trees, Trees that… Read More
When One Door Closes…
It has been a frustrating past few days. My computer broke down, and I lost some of my documents and writing I had on file. Well, I was working on a few things with deadlines, now I have… Read More
These Days Our Thoughts Are Much Clearer…
These are times that awaken our senses, As we have rested, we begin a revolution inside of ourselves, We cry out loud, our fears so very real: – Bring back the world of before, Before the time of… Read More
Her Name is Spring…
She was once a bud, until she bloomed and showed the world what it was to be a flower… Don’t lovers have an affinity with flowers? It is how they relate when words fail, Or, when they stand… Read More
Why of Beauty, He asked….
Why? Why of beauty? Have you ever seen the way the skies react on a pristine, sparkling day, They gather scattered clouds, colors of some a darker blue than the rest, the pastels emerging white, They sail, they… Read More
Little Mercies Of Life
On days when the mornings are quiet,When the birds rest in their nests,When roads are deserted,When silence disowns noise,When you stand apart from others like you,You will be the sole heir to the little mercies of life… shobana
You, the Shamrock of My Dreams
Did you call out to me once? When the hollow world was filled with beauty, Often times when you think of beauty, it makes shamrocks of your dreams! I stepped on stone as I was walking on a… Read More
In Search For A Place Called Paradise
Wake the world up? It’s been asleep far too long. Complacent, Unminding… Go look for the harbour of safety, for we are now steeped in turbulent uprising. Where do we start? How do we find the way to… Read More
Outshone by Elegance
Pure, framed amongst a garden of serenity, You bloomed, a spectacular vision, Arousing sensuality, your sanctity, an abstract of sacredness. . Amidst you, stood the ones of colors display, Some in shades that beguiled the garden to wakefulness,… Read More
