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
Soft morning whispers,
alarm chimes startling dreams far,
day will never wait! … More When Morning Calls
In a life filled with all sorts of uncertainties,
a loyal friend—
a must-have!
Nothing is as dear,
as precious,
as wonderful—
as the company of a friend. … More Friend
Often I thought I was stuck,
my life—an unfortunate side effect
of circumstances.
My voice and reasoning
never to be heard,
I was told,
until I decided not
to be labeled
as a victim of circumstances. … More And The Journey Goes On!
Often, I hear
the gentle whisper
of my inner voice.
It guides me—
when I am in doubt,
when I feel scared,
when my mind feels cluttered. … More Listening Beyond Fear
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
When the perturbed mind reflects,
chaos gleams pristine
in its own reflection. … More Pristine Chaos
I’m here every night,
patiently waiting
for your eyes to find me. … More What Moon Whispered
In the midst of
never-ending what-ifs and might-bes,
the journey is never easy—
weighed down by worries umpteen.
Sometimes it feels like
there is only room for clutter in my mind.
Every event, every memory,
haggling, hustling, harassing
my mind-space,
everything tossed aside and around,
scattered all over. … More Clarity