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Category: Writing
Winds blowing sky high
As the year 2020 has deferred us from our daily lives; albeit to varying degrees, it leaves us with time to embark upon newer and fresher reflections. So much was lost and so much was found. Everyone had their personal battles to fight and dilemmas to overcome. We were all hoping for a brighter new… Continue reading Winds blowing sky high
Friendship
When the loneliness turned to ashes and flew away, so that the seldom rain of the eyes dims and gives way; And bright as the sun spreads the smile of the crescent moon, no longer having the mild wind blowing them away with noon; And how brightly each star hangs in the sky, so long… Continue reading Friendship
To Poetry and Rainbows
For poems are like rainbows they escape you quickly.― Langston Hughes, The Big Sea The roar of the gale is heard;And empty must be the stormThat could dim the little fireThat kept so many warm To you the poetry,You that defy the lawsLike the warmth that seepsThat can never be barredJust like the mighty rainbowAfter the tempest… Continue reading To Poetry and Rainbows
Change
She was gazing into the night sky dotted with billions of specks of light. Craving, for a change, for something ethereal to happen and whisk her away in its charms. And then it did. A piece of a star fell from the sky and into her hands. It had a soft, warm glow, almost too… Continue reading Change
Legends…
(To Mom and Dad) 2019 (Me and Mom) Published on 9th May, 2020: Mothers. They are truly something special, aren't they? They say God could not be everywhere so he created mothers. My mom is that and more. She's the light I look to when things are dark. She's the solid foundation to my impulsiveness,… Continue reading Legends…
Weirder Than Fiction
It was the eagerness with which he led the large pageantThe stroll to death was miles longer and moons awaySheer glee turned his veins blueA final day gloomIt was the scared girl who looked below her bed every nightAnd then malicious laughter poured from her lipsShe crawled below it, waiting for night to fall and… Continue reading Weirder Than Fiction
A New Day
The new day approached with an unfelt cheer the smiling sun reproached my heartfelt sneer Bright light spilled into my dull, dark room it convincingly drilled a near fateful doom Happiness was a distant song while I was shrouded in dismay and deep down I knew I longed to see its cheerful wave I tried… Continue reading A New Day
Forbidden
Forbidden was the fruitThat Eve was tempted byknowing that she offeredAdam to take a bite Forbidden was the nightwhen the sky was starlessBut the smoke blocked the lightthus rendered the darkness Forbidden were the vastbleak and desolate grasslandsBut its okay, for us humansneeded the wood for places fun Forbidden it was to chop'em trees on… Continue reading Forbidden
No Light Without the Dark
Photo by Visit Greenland on Pexels.com When midnight fell and the clock struck twelve and the cuckoo bird sang its usual chirping band The air was cold, it blew in a breeze the darkness allured with its uncanny streak Through the open windows a shadow descended it gripped my heart with vice like fear The… Continue reading No Light Without the Dark
Paint a Dream
Image from google She closed her eyes. As she slept, she dreamt. It was an eerily familiar dream, one about queer doors. Doors which always remained unopened. It was a mysterious circular room with ancient runes in the gossamer walls. She knew the drill. It was so frequent, it seemed to be etched into her… Continue reading Paint a Dream
Why I Play the Piano
Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com My fingers strokeThe ivory keysA tingling resonance brokeThe serene, still peace As my hands glided with wonderMusic being created, exploredI could feel myself surrenderBy the melody allured I felt myself being transportedTo an era of fantasyWhere magic of colours assortedAlighted sheer ecstasy The tune bespoke of a million things I… Continue reading Why I Play the Piano
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