with each breath I drift awake, toward a new day as night brakes; dreamy realms, tempt me to stay, but reality will be better today. on the bed, I lie without doubts, like a boxer ready for the bout; as the sun’s rays ring the bell, I trudge into what might be hell. as eyelids … Read more Morning’s first..
A little bite of chocolate: I return back to childhood, the days I used to pester, till my grandfather gave in, and took us kids to buy it; I return back to childhood, when we used to race back after school when we knew, some relative had brought it; Return to my college campus, when … Read more Foodie memories..
tick-tock, tick-tock, the clock still knocks, on the window of my eyes. rules, my mother says: “six hours of sleep, that you must keep; switch off the PC now, go to bed,” with love; I start counting sheep. but midnight, midnight, that’s writing hour; along comes a thought, yes, I love it a lot, and … Read more Writing hour
an empty book in my hand, an empty mind and my heart, I sat once, unknowing of how to say what I felt. knew not why I felt a void, felt unease even to speak; knew not a soul would listen, only pretend to understand. heart knew not how to lie, words had to escape, … Read more How it all began
I see myself at the start of the race, Alone: no crowd, no cheers; no sun, just rain; I see a dream, in the drops, on my face, It calls me home, past the clouds, past the pain. Hey! Is it worth? Didn’t I fall last time I followed my heart’s voice? I leave the … Read more New beginnings..