I am a creature of the seaDwelling in the oceanFilled with salty tearsof sorrow and griefI rise to the surfaceFor a quick long breath of the skimming windsLaden with smilesof joy and happinessLong enoughI staySoaking in happiness Only to dive deeperInto depth of despairAnd the cycle goes on endlessly of short bouts of happinessAnd thenContinue reading “Creature of the sea”
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I would rather fly
How often do you walk or run? I hate to run I am ok to walk I would rather fly … But my mind runs And most of the times it flies Unhindered, untiringly Always on a fantasy flight … Maybe we met Somewhere in the blue skies … I am off again Let’s meetContinue reading “I would rather fly”
That one
What’s your favorite word? A word That erupts Not thought of But felt And that Which resonates Spontaneously … That one
Rain gave me my Rainbow #tanka
Clouds darkened my day Rain poured and got me all wet It was a bad day But it gave me a rainbow I love sunshine even more #tankapoetry Bad things happen to you, to remind you to count the good things. So bad isn’t so bad after all. It’s all good Eventually
I am on Pause Mode #haiku
#haiku
All good 😊
The restaurant Had soft music Wafting through … It muffled, well almost the poking of the forks And the scraping of the knives It muted the thoughts And accentuated the smiles … In the pictures It all looked good
The tallest one – in a puddle
The tall one it claims Exists within a puddle Yet proclaims glory
Till I am a little older
By the time I am in the 90s I will know Which restaurant is good Which one I should avoid How much food is just enough How much, I will end up taking home Where we can share a plate Where, they insist on a separate order Which drink to order A fresh juice orContinue reading “Till I am a little older”
Writing is the purest expression
What do you enjoy most about writing? Writing Is a conversation With your self It happens in your mind And is poured on a page There is no one in between None is hearing and responding What you write can be re-written Unlike what is spoken What you write is ‘read’ later And reactions whichContinue reading “Writing is the purest expression”
Celebrating freedom
It’s approaching midnight My tryst with destiny Is a day old We have been free A full day And I wonder What has changed? Maybe I will know later There are many more Freedoms to fight for There are shackles still That cling and cripple Not many seen As of now I am proud AndContinue reading “Celebrating freedom”
My Tales Within 