A Break From Poetry

As a child, I was sickly and weak. For some reason or the other, I had been through several different schools, though not due to misbehavior (!) All this made me an introvert and books were my best friends. At that age I simply knew I wanted to be an author like Enid Blyton. If only … Continue reading A Break From Poetry

The Breaking Point

Reaching the point that could break me... ... or will it?

More Than Words

I’d rather be the rhythm than the lyrics I’d rather be the paper than the ink I’d rather be the ears than the tongue I'd rather be the photo than the caption Recognise me through my deeds Rather than my vows Identify me with my smile Not my prayer May my utterances Be overpowered by … Continue reading More Than Words

a mound of earth

i am simply a speck of dust but observe for a minute i am made with patterns symmetry of body regularity of breath a doodled mind a distinct design in the architecture of creation evolving with erratic errors through which i drift towards the peaks of my patterns vales turn into victories a composition of creation i am … Continue reading a mound of earth

the point that turned

and when i reached that point i found no courage to change and that point reappeared again, and once again seemed easier to stay put but then life had its own plans graciously, tenderly it diverted a mild deflection and i was unaware did i evolve just a little but i had done nothing or, had … Continue reading the point that turned

Ultimate Desire

I hate being asked What I would wish for So confusing, desires aplenty How to prioritise them? But certainly there's this one thing I must aim to have the most Let me sift through and attempt To identify my ultimate desire Happiness comes to mind But then joy is too dependent And once you get … Continue reading Ultimate Desire

tainted by memories

thoughts tainted by memories cause distorted vibrations never allowing me to be empty, free of judgments and calculations learning, learning all our lives time to unlearn some diverse directions which one to choose time to be unwavering, still I would like to learn to unlearn, it might help me learn to be still Dungeon Prompts … Continue reading tainted by memories

every flap of the wing

With every flap of the wing birds praise god With every flap of our tongue we reverse it all Once this little bird flew right inside the house and walked into my room, checked out all the books on my bookshelf, examined my yoga mat and then settled down at my favorite place... It never … Continue reading every flap of the wing

Yeshua

When I was in boarding school, I used to visit a really delightful little chapel. Though I do not believe I really appreciated the experience of going to a place of worship at that time. Non-Christians had a Prayer Room, but I opted to go to the chapel. I was about 12 and sitting on benches … Continue reading Yeshua

just one request

not an ardent advocate of prayer for the purpose of asking, as i bear flimsy conviction in discerning my best interests, except that one consistent request for a long time now, seems  like all i ever wanted was that one request i explained so very gently to ensure He comprehends at times i demanded like it was … Continue reading just one request