Now that you are gone I seek search to no avail The place I call home Memories are real How else could I see you both Whenever I like. Gone but not too far By my side in a…
Tag: death
DEATH BECOMES ME
Here I lie, all in white. A few wailing relatives and friends and some quiet and curious onlookers crowding around me. I feel like an exhibit in a gallery and dislike this feeling. How did I end up here? Why…
Love Hurts – Haiku (s) for the Soul
Haiku (s) For the Soul How high can one fly? Wonders the caged bird at dawn Dusk set her soul free. Angry silences Muted whimpers, quiet moans Rage behind closed doors Do I sound okay Guitar…
Book Review – The Face At The Window
THE FACE AT THE WINDOW About The Book: What if at the end of one’s life, one realizes that one has lived out a lie? Mrs. McNally, a retired school teacher, living alone in a cottage at the foothills of…
Nothingness #AtoZChallenge
Blogging From A to Z Challenge (April 2016) The theme I’ve chosen for this year’s blogging challenge is ‘Travel’, and in keeping with my theme I have taken you along on my trips to various places to date. Some of…
Memories are Precious
Memories linger Snapshots of moments in time I remember you. He is my hero Sentiments of a daughter My dad is the best. Time passes us by Takes away our loved ones Alone we stand. Your empty…
In Your Absence
She stood by the door and waited, For her pulse to start beating again, Her heart to start singing, Her lips to curve into a smile. Her lonely vigil went unrewarded, Her dreams remained hungry, Her eyes hauntingly vacant,…
Frayed Figment
Poetry is on my mind, all the time 🙂 Hence this poem for #Mondaymusings I see you in my head And sometimes by my bed Your eyes speak volumes But your lips, forever silent. My fractured dreams and Ruptured…
I Will Never Forgive
I will never forgive. The Sea smiles, mockingly, slow Somewhere buried in its depths, Lies a forgotten love The waves beg for forgiveness Their repentance, insincere Their entreaty a shocking blow The frothy waves had beckoned Tantalisingly , willed…
Unheard Screams
I opened my mouth to scream but couldn’t even manage to utter a weak moan; I just stood there staring at my baby’s open eyes. She looked frozen in time, like a still portrait. The iron grip on my…
It does feel like home, doesn’t it?
100 Words on Saturday from Write Tribe Today’s prompt is – It does feel like home, doesn’t it? Photo Source They froze on hearing angry raised voices. “It does feel like home, doesn’t it?”, asked Rachel, and Mike nodded his…
Free-Writing And The Writer
Free Writing People, who love lightly and forget easily, move on without regrets and continue living uncomplicated and uneventful lives. There are no explosions of colors in their days, just a constant monochromatic grey of indifference for and from the…
Apparition
Apparition Sleep eluded him for a reason. incessant guilt-ridden feelings, wouldn’t let him forget her face. Unblinkingly, He stared into space. Her reflection appeared on the wall, accusing eyes boring into him. Incapable of coherent thought, he sat, could…