It’s been a while since I’ve let my thoughts wander freely on the page. Somewhere along the way, I began to avoid writing—not intentionally, but gradually, like slipping into silence without realizing it. Today, I’m giving myself permission to return. No pressure. Just presence. I am not sure what to write. It’s been a long … More Finding My Way Back to Words
Is it reasonable to complain when I hardly spend any time solving the problem? Well, I haven’t even spent a bit of time identifying the real problem here. Then how is it sensible to complain? It feels like it’s been ages since I wrote a decent poem. I miss it. I miss playing with words. … More Weekly Gratitude – 28 #SoulfulSunday
When did my head start inviting these pesky intruders inside, letting them take over and leave a mess? The pain they leave behind is so difficult to deal with! Why did my head think that it was okay to let them in? Why didn’t my head stop them, right then and there on their tracks, … More An Unusual Journey #SoulfulSunday
One by one they came, “Welcome,” said me. Without making eye contact, They looked around. They went through my belongings, As I laid out my treasures. Closed were their ears to the cries I stifled, Or the murmurs I made. A spike in interest, I felt But that was just me being hopeful! No one … More Crushed Moment!
The first time I heard the word gay was during the English class while learning the poem Daffodils by William Wordsworth. The meaning of gay was taught as happy, lively, etc. I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o’er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of … More G for Gay
Void Thoughts 