A Walk Through Memories (Part 2)

(<<< Part-1 || Part-3 >>>) How wonderful it is that as some things change, others remain the same. This sunrise, golden through the heads of swaying coconut palms, is as picturesque as I remember it to be. The sky, blue like my daughter’s eyes, has but a few splashes of white. But I can see … Read moreA Walk Through Memories (Part 2)

Insomniac’s Meadow

how beautiful is this meadow, asleep in the arms of a breeze, the moonlight singing a berceuse only my ears strain to hear; ah, this insomniac wonders — could I sleep and miss these joys? Seven days, seven posts, that’s what the Write Tribe Festival of Words is about. Oh, and the theme is “Seven” … Read moreInsomniac’s Meadow

Sweet and Sour

This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 41; the forty-first edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. To be part of the next edition, visit and start following Blog-a-Ton. The theme for the month is “Sweet and Sour” inspiration once lost has been … Read moreSweet and Sour

Come out please …

silver mirror in my black ceiling, why are you blank? each time I saw, my soul in you, when my heart sank. in your full smile, I found a hope, I battled my fear; tonight I need, that guiding light, please come, dear. cast away the veil, of satin clouds come hold my hand; for … Read moreCome out please …

Evening prayers..

friction on the matchbox.. she strikes a match, lights a lamp as she prays; invoking the Almighty to bless with happy days, lead us to brighter ways; give us strength to cope, in bad luck, show us hope. a match, a prayer, a light, burns within, a will to fight. Linked with Poetic Asides (Day … Read moreEvening prayers..