Whine, but STOP! Show me a Smile!

I am not passionate about anything, except one. I am not living for I wanted myself to be. Neither I have any excitement, nor any joy about my career. Alas, I have lost the acceptance. I had begun learning to accept what I cannot change. But a dreamer like me never wants to be a…

The Cake You Never Ate

The Cake You Never Ate I always knew love is an amazing feeling. It should be a world of bliss and ecstasy all around you. Love doesn’t promise a life without worry and cumbersomeness. But true love promises you that it will always provide you a satisfaction, a relief you wished for. Right beneath all…

To Their Souls..

I could see something when I stood up. Far in the grassy gardens I saw fallen blooms. Times when I was broken, these blooms were a glimpse to new hopes. How? Did I know them trewly? Confused. I bent down and pondered deep into their petals. They were weak but beautiful in themselves. Listened to…

Rhythm of Rain

If my heart said it was freshness, I had smiled. But I heard the rhythm of rain; it told me something in my ear. It was something unheard. It was the rhythmic silence in its noisy pour. Yet, I had to smile..

December 21, ’09

“Feel touched by the softness of an eternal emotion that lighted all grey days of life, that weaved together the forlorn feathers; to revive the torn wings until now and ever – into wings of an Angel.” December 21st, ’09

Coffee with You!

A cup of coffee with your mate and crunches of deliciously sweet snacks!

In Veils

In Veils The art of an Artist Who sculpts wonders, On an unreal Beauty A Philomath ponders. I shall grave myself With burn of a boon: Of a Fallen Peri, Descended from moon. She was a string On a quiet violin, Music in my veins Played she like sin. Breeze through veils; Crossed her rose…

Death of Emotions

Welcomed love as shelter from vice, Blind faith entrusted that dignifies. Essence was far from virtual understandings. Accepted now, love is an aisle to odious fires. As skin has endured painful scars, From alluring love to deadly lies. Noxious gray fumes of other’s cravings, Sold angelic heart for ash’s price. Expectations became cursed desires, For…

Happily Blog with Loneliness!

I choose to blog, not to have fun with likes, shares and comments. I love to blog to relieve my emotions, pain, agony and anxiety. It heals me deeply; treats me with the therapy of words. Blogging is an art of throwing up I say; because I throw up my emotions without revising, editing and…