"You are wounded, You are broken, This is your end"! Her mind echoed, With these taunts from others. A fighter that she was, Resolved to face it with courage And glue the broken pieces together. Like a rock, stood her family, By her side, all way through, As...
Poetry
Street Talks
I have seen the world evolve, From the sepia hues To the digital era. I have seen the world change, From being trampled by feet To the tyre marks. I have seen the world being led, From the kings and warriors, To the political giants. I have...
Shoe Talks
The street strewn with shoes, Shoes of varied kinds. Each had a story to tell, Of its owner and self. The tales of self spoke about Being beaten to flatten And be moulded into designs. The numerous pricks and scratches Oh! Terrible to hear. The shoes reflected...
Letter to Soul
A visit to the college, Flooded me with those moments, So lovely and cherished. Every inch of the corridor and ground, The classrooms and benches, Spoke the tales of love, That flourished within the campus. I sneaked into the library, As that was my...
Life of Lies
She was considered lucky, Just like her mother. Intelligent and smart that she was, She aced academics and sports. Fiercely independent she became, And tasted success in every step. Even her marital life was a bliss, And happiness never did she miss. Her...
Masked Life
Living in a hiding, so far, Away from your near and dear ones, To not meet again even once, Life becomes uncertain like war, Decisions that would always marr When one's existence is at stake, Hardly any choice left to make You brace thyself for the future Which...
Smile that Masks
Every smile that she bore Masked some emotions and fears. Behind it, lay a plethora of, Unspoken words and feelings. Her soul remained sealed Beneath the deceptive smile you see. The mirror was her soul sister, As she revealed the bruises to her. Some external,...
Autumn Learnings
The colours of fall, Captivates us all. Ushering the onset of winter, When snow falls pitter patter. The trees get ready, To face the snow, all steady. They probably know, The leaves can't stand the snow. Is that why the leaves ripen? And fall down, leaving...
Awaken the Artist Inside You
A stroke here and a stroke there, or Raising up the level of a building, or Testing one's taste buds, or Igniting the senses within, or Swaying to the tunes and beats, The true artist lies within. Arouse that little soul within, Reward it with praises, Take...








