On a cloudy December morning, I stood by the sea. Wind gushing onto my face, waves rushing into my feet. A thousand thoughts ran across my mind in a moment, but the next moment, there was silence. I was unbound, like the waves. I was the sea, I was the wind. I was time. I … Continue reading Unbound
The heart fluttered hard, felt wrung out of life, Shattered of the shield, Homeless. Roof above changed, Roof within clamoured without support. Housed, yet homeless. Love gushed, without a receiver. Concern remained, never acknowledged. Care needed, but ignored. Sacrifices forgotten, Promises broken, Trust lost. At 20 and at 70, life didn't change much. The perspective … Continue reading Losing Your Home
Moments Here and now Overwriting the past. I am replaced In your mind With memories of your love. Who am I? Who am I? I am no one. Who am I? Who am I? I am who taught you to love. Who am I? Who am I? I am the one you chose to forget. … Continue reading Love: Divided?
Like the passing scenery that I witness through my window, I see my thoughts grow.
These were his words when we last met.Today, I'd meet him once again.
Those silent cries are muffled. "Don't show your emotions. They won't help you." I keep going on. Things checked off my daily planner. Met people concerned with the projects I'm responsible for. Laughed at all times that were socially appropriate. Spoke to those who have been wondering where I have been so long. Things done … Continue reading Silent Cries
You immerse yourself in me like I were the mountains and deserts you traversed.
Today, when I inhaled, your scent seemed like a distant memory. I was frightened. I couldn't find you.
No boundary will ever stop me from loving you, No sea will hold me back. Thunder and lightening may deter you, But I will still come to you. I will not revive the past. But I want to begin afresh. Let old memories remain locked Let us create new ones. Hope, like the sun, will … Continue reading Paradise
The clinking of the coins against the steel bottom of the box was one of his favourite sounds. He still recollected those days he'd shyly ask his mother for a rupee to buy toffees or a jelly. His mother never denied.