Poetry – More Than Just Words.
I love to write. Stories, letters, thoughts, dreams, poems. It doesn’t matter to me if no one ever reads what I write. The simple act of putting words into a…
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I love to write. Stories, letters, thoughts, dreams, poems. It doesn’t matter to me if no one ever reads what I write. The simple act of putting words into a…
Read more about Poetry – More Than Just Words.Children’s day made me feel a bit nostalgic. Here are my memories of a wonderful childhood, despite the scoldings and whacks. (They were so normal at that time) We ran…
Read more about Those were the daysToday is World Poetry Day, and the theme for this year is “Poetry as a bridge for peace and inclusion”. I think this is a wonderful theme and something that…
Read more about World Poetry Day 2025Six years! I can hardly believe it’s been six years since that fateful day. The doctor’s face is a blur. I just remember he had a beard. The clock was…
Read more about When Poetry HealsThe Secrets In The Compound Be careful when you walk in our compound There’s no telling what you will find. You will see so many things You’ll find secrets of…
Read more about Swachh Bharat? Swachh Nothing #2This year is a very special year for me. I call it “my year of awesomeness” and one of the things that I have done to make it really awesome,…
Read more about Maya AngelouYellow Roses Don’t give me red roses, They frighten me. I don’t want declarations of undying love And deep passion. So please don’t give me red roses. Their darkness scares…
Read more about NaPoWriMo – Day 14 Yellow RosesDrunken Nostalgia Chilled beer Warm summer afternoons Abba playing in the background. Voulez vous ? Oh yes I would! I would so go back to those days, Of LP records,…
Read more about NaPoWriMo – day 13 Drunken NostalgiaIt’s time for the phoenix to die It’s time for the phoenix to die, And rise from the ashes of the past; Where the tears mix with flames; Flames to…
Read more about NaPoWriMo Day 12 -It’s time for the Phoenix to dieA few more minutes please! I open my eyes, Half awake, half asleep. I look at the clock And sigh with relief! It will be another 10 minutes Before the…
Read more about NaPoWriMo Day 11 – A few more minutes pleaseSparkles on the tree They see her as the sparkling fairy On the top of the Christmas tree. They see the laughter and cheer And want it all. They…
Read more about NaPoWriMo Day 10 – Sparkles on the treeI dreamt of you last night. I dreamt of you last night. I woke up this morning, And you weren’t there. You won’t be coming back ever. I was sad…
Read more about NaPoWriMo Day 9 – I dreamt of you last night