New Year..

Pic via Pixabay Every year begins with the same title -New- Erasing the fears of yesteryear, Wiping the tears from yesterdays, New Year begins, To rejoice, To celebrate, Giving another chance To dream again, To make those dreams come true, A fresh start, Without tearing off pages That’s written already, A new beginning, Fresh pages to … More New Year..

Listening to the Rain..

The rain hummed her favorite lullaby As I craddled on the bed, Listening to her voice.. And the rain sang the lullaby, As the night crawled in And I nuzzled with your thoughts.. And the voice grew feeble As I slipped into sleep And the rain sang the lullaby.. Linking this to Imaginary Garden.

The Touch

In the numbing cold, I wandered, shivering. The rays of the sun, unseen Despair clouded my heart, Like the foggy morning. And a touch calmed me, your touch, Warming my heart, Soothing my thoughts, The touch I craved for! Linking this to Poetry Jam prompt – Hands.

State of mind

Unstable mind I got, Tangled from within, Knotted everywhere, Am I trapped here, There is no way out nor in, There is no light nor air, Trapped it is, my mind Tangled from within! Linking this to NaBloPoMo November – 20.

Who Am I?

Who am I, I ask myself, A woman, a mother, a wife, It changes every time I answer. Who am I, I wonder, Why am I defined by the roles I assume? Why my role changes with people around me? Who am I, I ask, The hard question I ever faced! Is it that label … More Who Am I?

The Hidden Tears.

Buried deep within me Lay the pains from yesterdays. Careful was I to keep them hidden, Was that to live in a make-believe world I made for myself, Or to make others believe that I am untouched by the prickles? I visit those hidden tears, To feel those pains once more, To make me strong … More The Hidden Tears.

Colors!

I wonder, how we would have known colors, if the nature hid its palette! The green leaves, the colorful flowers, the rainbows, the white snow, the blue sky, the brown soil, and whatnot! The brilliant hues of red, orange and yellow, the sun makes, the milky glow of the moon, and  the twinkling stars. The lush green … More Colors!

Empty head

It’s empty today; No words inside, No thoughts to spill, My head is hollow. No criss-cross of images, No scattered musings, I’m amused though. The reflections sure have to find the way How can it lose its way? Maybe, the trance is waiting to surface, the moment jitters subside. It’s time for meditation, And to … More Empty head