Stifle
It only stays quiet for a little while—
all the dreams,
all the quests,
once stifled
resurface yet again
with a vengeance.
… More Stifle
It only stays quiet for a little while—
all the dreams,
all the quests,
once stifled
resurface yet again
with a vengeance.
… More Stifle
A mix of moments
gratitude and grace glimmers
wondrous this thing, life. … More Haiku
May we not be lost
in the search for something. … More In the Search for Something
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
Storms brew in silence,hidden behinda well-rehearsed smile. So well-disguised—this turbulence the mind contains.A chaos dressed in calm. Perhaps the way outis learning to sit within. From storm to stillness, to peace. © Vinitha Dileep This piece is written in response to the two hundredth and sixty first edition of Fiction Monday inspired by the word prompt – TURBULENCE … More The Turbulent Mind
Every piece of me is just as importantas the whole of me.For what would the whole of me bewithout all the pieces of me? Treasure the pieces of you,the ones you proudly showand the ones you hide away.For each piece, big or small,makes you whole. © Vinitha Dileep This piece is written in response to the two … More Pieces of Me #FictionMonday
A kaleidoscope of memoriestrapped in the mind,playing yesterday’s notesat odd times. A broken kaleidoscope—fragments of beautiful moments,shattered pieces of bittersweet. They cut deep as they unfold,yet hold a beautyI will cherishfor as long as I live. © Vinitha Dileep This piece is written in response to the two hundredth and thirty-ninth edition of Fiction Monday inspired by the … More Bittersweet Memories #FictionMonday #Poem
To be kind to yourself,as you would to anyone else—is it possible?A skill indeed,a valuable one,if only you can masterkindness toward yourself. © Vinitha Dileep This piece is written in response to the two hundredth and twenty-ninth edition of Fiction Monday inspired by the word prompt – SKILL hosted by yours truly. Do join in if you have … More Skill #FictionMonday #Poem
“We don’t ask a flower any special reason for its existence. We just look at it and are able to accept it as being something different for ourselves.” — Gwendolyn Brooks Exist for the joy of it —a splendid lesson nature teaches us every momentJust be there, As who you are A profound meaning, Hidden in … More Simply Existing #ThursdayTreeLove
Smile today, tomorrow, every day, every random moment, without a cause, to erase the frowns of the yesterdays gone by. Smile for your smile may be the wonder, that heals someone’s wounds. Smile for who knows if your smile is the magic, that leads you down a peaceful path. Smile even when reasons elude you, … More Smile, as often as you can #Poem