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A Part Of Me, A Child Still

In those green fields, I roam still, holding a kite, running wild, chasing fireflies, against the wind, towards the sea, hope in my heart, dreams galore, love abound. A part of me is a child still, there I am in my mom’s kitchen taking…

Million Hues of Black

Darkness has impossible depths and hues that deepen at each step down the abyss that never ends I know, for into it I plunge, me and my sunken heart. An incessant ringing in my ear a silence that is deafening Away, I urge my…

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The Unicorn

A unicorn on my daughter’s face, a piece of face painting that I love, for in her young heart, she believes in unicorns, in magic , in dreams. The unicorn will be gone in a day but I hope in her heart it will…

Don’t Be Late

*repost* She stripped off her dress and stood in front of the mirror. That tiny scar below her left eye, the first time, the first beating,twenty days after a fairy tale wedding. A minor glitch; happens in all marriages, she had rationalised, not wanting…

My Safe Place

The pink curves of the mouth are a world of hidden mysteries, beckoning me, maybe it is me I will discover in them. The blue specks of the eyes, flanked by brown mountains promise me of secrets, sizzling and scintillating Is it him I…

The Wife

The shimmering silvery waters are seducing her, promising her of joy, a lack of which has today driven her to where she is standing now. In the middle of nowhere, in the vastness of a shore playing hide and seek with the sea, an…

When The World Became Bright Again

A moment frozen in time when all the love the world is made of converged into my heart, making it grow and grow till it almost burst. A baby in my arms, all my dreams come true. A tiny hand holding mine, a prayer…

The Broken Crayons

As usual, the day has fallen short of time. She had so much to do; she couldn’t get to all of it. A day full of mistakes. She is exhausted as she moves about the house, switching off lights, picking up toys. And then…

You Are Still Here

Its been a while since you have gone, yet, all I know is that you are still here. Wasn’t that you, in the air today that smells like musk, sandalwood and and you? And as I take a walk in the woods, where the…

Wooman

From sorrow stems my strength, Pain I transform to hope And a joy I become, A woman I am.

When I Saw You

When I saw you, my heart ripped apart and rearranged into something new something that looked like love, a shape that looked like hope. You are the reason I am, my child, else, this world had lost its shine, you have brought back its…