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
Tag: thoughts
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: 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
Blog: The Dream Me – Version #2024
"If I could wake up one day and choose to be anybody in the world, who would I be?" I mused one night.
Poem: Reflections
between what was captured and missed, what was cherished and neglected,
Poem: Love & False Hope
What a false sense of hope When you walk into the room
Poem: Caterpillar-feet
Is that all that we will ever have: Our sorrows Buried by Greater sorrows? Our losses Trivialized by Greater tragedies? Our betrayal Shadowed by Greater injustices?
Poem: Rent & Revenge
Pain is the rent we pay to live in this world
