For Those First Words…
Silence, they say, speaks a lot. But sometimes, words are just more valuable. A poem inspired by such a scenario…
Words
Home…
Just want to return to a place I feel at home…
Unopened jars
At times, the words come before the thought. And they can’t be taken back.
It is Here…
The time has come to realize a dream…
That’s Why I Write…
That’s why I write, and I recollect an old post about why I write too…
Breaking doubts…
I wonder how to believe that imperfect steps are what make life perfect,…