Poem: The Silent Scene

Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com The silent scene is changing in my glass window. Green curtains are dancing in the wind. There is a hurry on the sky road suddenly, a huge traffic heading home. Eagle headed to the West silently descends in a swift dip... She knows it's time … Continue reading Poem: The Silent Scene

Poem: Floating Seed

The last tree of humanity was axed and burnt. Every kingdom now holds a handful of its ashes.

Poem: Renovations

Photo by Laurie Shaw on Pexels.com I lay passive next to him, the heaving of his chest, the fluttering of my eyes. We kept staring at the blank ceiling. The wet patches on the roof, the leaky tap in the kitchen, wallpapers to hide the cracks, curtains to cut the glare, capacitor for the fan … Continue reading Poem: Renovations

Poem: Broken Art

If the one thing that makes us cry is the one thing we ever loved,

Poem: Stargazers

Photo by Andre Moura on Pexels.com Wake up! The night is here. Writers, Poets, Romantics, Mystics, Lovers, Dreamers, Thinkers, Lone riders, Common man... Wake up! The night is calling you. Night flowers, Moon, Stars, Owls, Nightingales, Crickets... Wake up! Be the night. Women of all shapes and sizes, Colors and ethnicity... Wake up! Don't be … Continue reading Poem: Stargazers

Blog: Why I Turned to Writing and Why I Keep at it

It takes sad days like today to remind me why I turned to writing in the first place. It wasn't because I was astonishingly intelligent and had some grand ideas to share with the world. It wasn't because I wanted to show off my literary skills. Instead, it was solely because I was often overwhelmed with the overflowing … Continue reading Blog: Why I Turned to Writing and Why I Keep at it