All they sawWas an old house,Not many thoughtIt felt like home. As I looked onFrom afar now,Inside they stoodDrenched in love. Sharing secretsAnd stories made up;Of magic carpets,And talking teacups. Of flying rickshaws,Like daddy owns;Playing hopscotch,With old gemstones. With each story,The laughter grew,And as I watched,My hopes renewed. Asked they to me,When I went inside,Of … Read more Secrets from afar… #WednesdayVerses
I’m taking part in the #WordsMatter bloghop, its theme is “it’s not that time of the year without”
This is in reply to the prompt.
Sometimes, an old memory makes one overthink the present too. A poem that suddenly flowed into paper. Maybe this poem was overthought too.
A post for the Write Tribe Festival of Words, March 2019, Day 4. (Prompt: Nurture)
A post for the Write Tribe Festival of Words, March 2019, Day 2. (Prompt: Miracle)
I think it’s important to be grateful not just for the highs that a week brings, but the lows too, and what lessons those lows can bring. This fourth week of the year was mostly happy, with a bit of sadness. I’m grateful for whatever that came my way. I do not wish to focus … Read more Weekly Gratitude 2019 (4/52)