In the Search for Something
May we not be lost
in the search for something. … More In the Search for Something
May we not be lost
in the search for something. … More In the Search for Something
I’ve lost count
of the poems
I’ve written.
I’ll say many,
still not as many
as I’d like to.
Someday, perhaps. … More Someday, Perhaps
Yesterday was the first day in a week that I woke up without a headache weighing me down. Last week was rough, with stubborn headaches taking over my days and leaving me feeling inadequate. I couldn’t read or write as I had planned. … More Of Headaches and Hopes
In the midst of
never-ending what-ifs and might-bes,
the journey is never easy—
weighed down by worries umpteen.
A lot is going on, isn’t it?
Around us.
In this world.
In our lives.
So much is going on. … More We Are Okay
Letting Go One last flicker left,before the lantern surrenders,to become the night Hope Hope flickers softlylike stars outshining the fog—self-doubt disappears Sun Clouds may hide the sun,yet sunlight never flickers—it shines bright despite Memories Memories flickeras a glimmering smile shines,cherished moments stay © Vinitha Dileep This piece is written in response to the two hundredth and sixty … More Flicker – A Series of Haikus
The setting sun must be in pain, she thought, else why would it scatter so much hues of red, orange, and pink frantically. It must be leaving only because it had to although it never wants to. Else why would the sun, burning all through the day end up painting the sky in various shades … More New Day #FictionMonday
Bright like the sun, Blooms of the spring, Smell of the fresh morning air, Light as a feather, Hope finds its way, In many disguises, Filling this mind so weary, With thoughts so cheery, Clearing the clutter so dreary, Another day to embark. Linking with Esha and Natasha for #WordlessWednesday & Parul for #ThursdayTreeLove.