Woven hope…
Poetry has always been something I turned to when in doubt… It has woven moments and memories before, and I don’t doubt it will do so again…
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Child Abuse
Writing on some of my favorite poetic forms this December. Today’s poem is an Acrostic on the topic Child Abuse.
Disobedience
I hate this disobedience, but when I look at it calmly, they obey no one, and that’s part of life…
Let’s Recreate Ourselves
There are times we feel trapped in the four walls, unable to see that life is interesting. Maybe that’s the time we need to recreate ourselves…
Clouds and Life…
Nothing is forever. Most things last only for a little while. Just like the clouds, our life too is mostly ephemeral. Musings with verse…
For Those First Words…
Silence, they say, speaks a lot. But sometimes, words are just more valuable. A poem inspired by such a scenario…