Drivenby the unseenI falland I rise there is a firethat razesdeep withinunseen otherwise it speaksin a silent yet insistentshout I obeyirrespective I have no choiceneither a doubt sometime I winsometime I loseit’s a flip of coin just a matter of chance the voice withinstill rantsI follow itlike a trance I roll along the slopeon aContinue reading “Singing my song”
Author Archives: Echoes of the soul
Sun Day
If it were not a Sunday Would the sun shine brighter After all, it’s Sun’s Day Whose days are the rest?
My world
Where in the world are you?I called… I am in myown one,My little voicereplied. Who else is there?I askedEveryone here is me.It said. Do you like it here?I askedWhere else would I be?It answered, It’s my world
Chill
What’s the coolest thing you’ve ever found (and kept)? I found a cool attitudeand I kept itnow I am cool😎
Sleeping in silent whispers
Sleeping in silent whispersheaving breathWith happy dreamsand then she slowly opens her eyesas the rising suncreeps up the smiling lipsand thenLove flows inand fills my world
Happiness
What is good about having a pet? My Dog is my Happiness An old post An apt one to answer this prompt
The science of things
What was your favorite subject in school? Mine was Science Yes. You heard it right. Well maybe not the numericals and the maths of it. But the concept and the grandeur of it. The understanding that everything was governed by a law. A law, devised for our mind to explain things. Beyond those defined laws,Continue reading “The science of things”
Managing Screen time
How do you manage screen time for yourself? Which screenDo I watch?Which one do I block?I wanderbetween the big oneand the smaller oneeach one is a trapbut then why fret.let’s stay glued
The blue scooter
“What on earth is this?” mumbled Margaret, as she peeped out of the Window. She turned and shouted the question to her husband in the toilet. Mathew was rushing for a busy day. He was a real estate agent and it wasn’t the best of the times. Last thing he needed was a situation. “It’sContinue reading “The blue scooter”
Shadows move on wall
Walls narrate the tale Of the journey together Shadows want to stay
My Tales Within 