I remember a time when I had felt love; when my little heart missed a beat or two, when it thought of you; when I eagerly waited to listen to your voice it was my only choice; when I eagerly waited to walk by your side in pristine moonlight. Only in your company, I could … Read more Old times..
children run out.. a croaking frog welcomes the monsoon Linked with OctPoWriMo (Day 24, Bare bones poetry). (’12, Oct 24)
with each moment the world changes with each moment the challenge to stay unchanged Linked with OctPoWriMo (Day 23, Challenge). (’12, Oct 23)
He had a kind face, the only one in the crowd who noticed me there; the others bickered hard with the guy who hit me. I was lost, didn’t follow what was happening now, as many did stand above trying to handle my life. He got me to my feet, brushed off the ferns stuck … Read more Random kindness..
conscious of a word to adhere to I write when I write with the flow of beats my heart sings Linked with OctPoWriMo (Day 21, With the flow) and Haiku Heights (#192, Conscious). (’12, Oct 21)
playing with words, I write past witching hour tonight with the bright moonlight; rules come, give me a fright, no muse, yet another plight, I give in, turn off the lights; muse has no time that’s right, a sudden thought set alight, an idea now burning bright, so with rules I must fight; so back … Read more Playing with words..