Tag: life

A Tapestry

An amalgam I am, of the laughter and the tears from the years gone by, of love, of hope, of dreams from the years to come, a tapestry I am, weaved together by threads of my past and the future to come. pc:Pixabay Advertisements

Broken Seams

She is melancholy, she is my joy, tried I have, to mend, to sew back the broken seams of her heart. A heart that was shattered many summers ago. Alas! I have failed, My love was never enough for there she withers away, a…

A New Year Slides In

A Cuckoo Came Calling

Holding broken pieces of me, I sat on my balcony a summer arvo pondering about love and life wondering where had I gone wrong and then a cuckoo came calling. She made herself home, confident sure of herself, unlike me. And then she sang…

That Universe

Sometimes in the midst of chaos, I hear a silence that speaks to me that whispers of things that could be of the magical places that await me of strangers who do not yet know me. Sometimes, in the road full of people that…

And The Clouds Parted

I walked in rain, my body drenched, soul parched, crevices in my heart and then I bumped into you and the clouds parted, The world turned golden again. Happiness had eluded me for long hope had died a while ago I travelled the world…

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…

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…

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…

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…