Birth of a poem …

I feel lazy right now; I want to write, yes, yet I don’t want to, like I need to hide, from words I spied that intrigued me, yet it’s in the words I can breathe free, I can be that me, I always want to be. I know for certain, marriage happens each time I … Read moreBirth of a poem …

Celebrations?!

This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 33; the thirty-third 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 ‘Celebrations’ Rules. I despise them. They don’t let … Read moreCelebrations?!

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..