Shadows on my soul Enrich the gloomy darkness Until I am whole. Her smiling sad eyes Tragic portrait of heartbreak Landscape of sorrow. Happiness scares me A desert oasis looms Parched throat and singed flesh. Empty…
Category: Musings
Ungrateful You! – A Sonnet
Oh, poor parents of successful children. Abstain from loving them more than yourself. One day they will walk out along with their brethren Leaving you rotting on the bottom shelf. They unsee your broken specs. And unhear your feeble…
Still Lake – A Sonnet
She stands by the lake for hours together. A still, frozen statue with out a clue. Peering unblinkingly in the water? Waiting until the sky turns black from blue? Dips her toe in and quickly pulls it out.…
Missing My Mother
And then, somehow, I don’t know why, I tell her everything and cry. She hugs me then, and right away I feel less sad. That’s mother’s way… ~Anonymous, “Mother’s Way,” 1905 Why does it hurt so much when I talk…
While I Breathe, I Hope!
“While I breathe, I hope” – (Dum spiro spero) Every time I take a selfie, I see A few more wrinkles and fine lines on me Saw the same on my mother’s aging face Feared losing my pretty mom…
What If? – Sonnet
WHAT IF? What if I pretend all is fine with me? Would it assauge your guilt and relieve you? When you look at me what is it you see? Is my smile fake or my agony true? …
Senior Zumba Student
(Today’s prompt was sent to me by a dear friend, (Amrita), whom I met in the very same zumba class mentioned below in my poem. Thanks, Amrita for this prompt. Hope I have done justice to it.) When I go…
A Cup of Tea – Sonnet
What’s so special about a cup of tea? Some hot water, dried tea leaves, and honey Let me just tell you what it means to me. Tea is for all days, cloudy and sunny. It cleanses my palate in…
Forget Me Not
I remember, I used to remember Memories play tricks on my aging mind I make plans for April in December Still forget if there’s no one to remind. My lengthy to-do list I cannot find Now I write with…
My Memoir- A Sonnet
I think I should write my memoir soon. Before I forget all that has gone by. Some bits I will shout, others I will croon. In my final moments, I dare not lie. Where do I begin, how much…
At the gym with my parents.
Missing my parents so much it is unbearable. ‘Who, being loved, is poor?’ ~ Oscar Wilde My parents accompanied me to the gym yesterday, and it was wonderful. I showed them my fitness routine and they were proud of me.…
CHAOS REIGNS HERE!
I intend to get myself inked with this brilliant phrase, ‘chaos reigns here’!!! Why? There are tons of reasons, but I am going to list just a few to give you a clear picture of what it’s like to…
Miracle or Coincidence?
Always look on the bright side of life. Otherwise it’ll be too dark to read. ~Author unknown This happened last year. It had been raining heavily in North India for the past few days and created havoc in the lives…