The drops of rain trickled down her face, Peeling off the makeup layer. Aghast were the people who saw, Purple spots as the mask uncovered. What they saw so far, wasn't the real she. What was seen now, the sad reality. The purple bruises spoke a lot, ...
Life ain't a bed of roses for all, As thorns lay sharp for some. So was it for this little one, Who was confused with his identity. To the world he was a 'HE', To himself, he was a 'SHE'. Torn between this he and she, He forgot what he should see. ...
She smiled silently, As wholeheartedly she cooked But for whom, you know? Maybe her parents Or, wait, for her dearest friends? Or her spouse who's tired? No, her smile speaks more Of contentment and pure bliss Of feeding someone Who's a part of...
The wood to carve you, Is chosen after high scrutiny. It's worshiped before being chopped, To give the majestic shape that you carry. You're treated next to God, Revered and respected by all. The villagers that owns you, Love you like their progeny. ...
"She looks like a doll! " Exclaimed the crowd in unison. Her cheeks blushed And turned pinker than usual. She smiled as she walked past them, Waving and nodding to her fans. "She looks like a doll, badly battered! " She exclaimed to herself. The mirror,...
The swaying trees, The leaves caressing one another, Oh! Were they in love? Were they talking about their future? That alas! Wasn't in their hands? Or were they just discussing the present And deciding to live the moment? The gentle breeze carried their...
Rains, You quench The thirst of The parched,arid Earth and it's beings. The petrichor flags your Arrival on the lap of Nature, with your pitter-patter Oh! That urges the child within me To shed inhibitions and play with you.
She worked in the gutter, And ensured that there's no litter. She found it hard to make ends meet, But from helping others, never did she retreat. She never ate her full, But to give others, her hands were always full. Under her guidance and care, Many...
Alone she stood, along the unwinding shores Of the vast sea that rumbled often. The bouncy waves caressed her legs, And danced around her like a little child. The rumblings that echoed, spoke in volumes Of the notes of love exchanged there. She, witnessed...